You could see the flames and the outer skin of the spacecraft glowing; and burning, baseball size chunks flying off behind us. It was an eerie feeling, like being a gnat inside a blowtorch flame.

It's tiny out there...it's inconsequential. It's ironic that we had come to study the Moon and it was really discovering the Earth.

Is the Moon made out of green cheese? No, it's American cheese.

Looks like a sand pile my kids have been playing in for a long time - it's all beat up - no definition - just a lot of bumps and holes.

One writes a poem when one is so taken up by an emotional concept that one is unable to remain silent.

I'm often dismayed by the sludge I see appearing on my screen if I approach writing as a task--the day's work--and not with some enjoyment.

To focus solely on endings is to trade conclusions for the very beginnings that created them. And if this cycle should persist, we will likewise miss the beginning that will follow this ending.

It's the price of success: people start to think you're omnipotent.

I think people often confuse success with fame and stardom.

To deny that human beings are filled with anti-social passions betrays a denial of reality and a lack of self-awareness. One has to be taught nonsense for a great many formative years to believe it.

I'm quite insufferable about fitness, I suppose. I think it's really important, though I'm not a body nut.

The idea that men 'lose control' around a woman in a short skirt is insulting to men, completely relieves perpetrators of responsibility, and erases and ignores male victims.

Violence against even one human being is violence against all.

You know, I want to be the uncommon one. I think it's pretty cool that I'm only 5'11, you know, and playing in the National Football League.