We Have No Choice But To Be

See The World As It Truly Is, Small And Blue, Beautiful In That Eternal Silence Where It Floats.

The Task Of Man Is Not To Discover New Worlds, But To Discover His Own World In Terms Of Human Comprehension And Beauty.

Children Know The Grace Of God Better Than Most Of Us. They See The World The Way The Morning Brings It Back To Them; New And Born And Fresh And Wonderful.

Never In All Their History Have Men Been Able Truly To Conceive Of The World As One: A Single Sphere, A Globe, Having The Qualities Of A Globe, A Round Earth In Which All The Directions Eventually Meet, In Which There Is No Center Because Every Point, Or None, Is Center - An Equal Earth Which All Men Occupy As Equals. The Airman's Earth, If Free Men Make It, Will Be Truly Round: A Globe In Practice, Not In Theory.

Around, Around The Sun We Go: The Moon Goes Round The Earth. We Do Not Die Of Death: We Die Of Vertigo.