The vast loneliness is awe-inspiring and it makes you realize just what you have back there on Earth.

There are people who make things happen, there are people who watch things happen, and there are people who wonder what happened. To be successful, you need to be a person who makes things happen.

Be thankful for problems. If they were less difficult, someone with less ability might have your job.

Houston, we've had a problem here.

You need to be a person who makes things happen.

I never thought I didn't have a card to play.

The real friends of the space voyager are the stars. Their friendly, familiar patterns are constant companions, unchanging, out there.

Please be informed, there is a Santa Claus.

The Earth from here is a grand oasis in the big vastness of space.

I was born a year after Lindbergh made his historic trip across the Atlantic. Boys like either dinosaurs or airplanes. I was very much an airplane boy.

For most of the time carrier aviation is more challenging than flying in a spacecraft

Many Words Of Love are Spoken, Many Hearts Still Broken, Many Promises Were Meant To Last Forever Girl.

Conscience and cowardice are really the same things, Basil. Conscience is the trade-name of the firm. That is all.

She is brave and strong and broken all at once. As she speaks it is as if her existence is no longer real to her in itself, more like a living epitaph to a life that was.

Every experience however bitter has its lesson and to focus one's attention on the lesson helps one overcome the bitterness.

The greatest weakness of all weaknesses is to fear too much to appear weak.

If you write well, you don't have to dress funny.

Nothing like being visible, publishing one's work, and speaking openly about one's life, to disabuse the world of the illusion of one's perfection and purity.

Because I'm so tall, clothes look different on me than they do on others.

Upon this crown my pledge I give, To my last breath,I hold this choice, I will your unjust deaths avenge, All here who died without a voice.

Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles.