space-travel

Riley asked himself why he had ever considered space travel romantic. __ecause you are a romantic,_ his pedia said.

There is nothing new under the sun, but there are new suns.

Jasper!_ Casey shouts, startling the young woman. __y cargo is talking to me!

She points to where he went and looks to the neutral Baumen. __e__e did that to me on purpose! He__ insane. Literally, insane!__he munchkin just shrugs. __elcome aboard!_ and returns unconcerned to his work.

If you travel in space for three years and come back, four hundred years will have passed on Earth. I am only an armchair astronomer, but I have the odd sense that I have returned from a journey to a world where nothing quite makes sense.

It is a very sobering feeling to be up in space and realize that one's safety factor was determined by the lowest bidder on a government contract.

The moon is considered a relatively easy object to land humans on, everything else is much harder by orders of magnitude. It is the reason why we have not been to Mars and will likely never go there successfully with humans.

Don't just discover . . . Encounter!

Evening had turned the sky a deep persimmon. The remaining sunlight enriched the colors of the ubiquitous flowers and foliage to even greater vibrancy, as if the saturation filter had been notched up several levels.Caleb noted all this in passing as he strode deliberately forward. He didn__ know how he was going to do this, only that he had to make the attempt.

Jasper set an intercepting course towards that Rhylonian Star Duster. Maybe we can catch them on their blind side.___oesn__ this ship have a cloak?_ Jaq asks.__iss Synergy, I don__ know what they teach now a__ays at the Academy, but ships do not wear clothes.

Alex screamed and lashed out at the points of light from within, desperate for something tangible to rage against. Caleb wrapped his arms around her from behind and coaxed her out while glaring at the Metigen in loathing.Then he lessened his hold on her to a single hand. Together they turned their backs on the alien and began walking away.

Laches faded away, leaving Miriam standing facing Hyperion, the Metigen who had orchestrated the slaughter of over fifty million people a short year ago.There were limits to even deals with the devil, lines which should never be crossed_but she was beginning to wonder when she might find one.

You ask me to make peace with the monsters who did this?__he didn__ even look around at __his._ __es. The alternative is extinction. There__ no coming back from that__o new weapon to fire when no one is left and you__e no universe left to fire it in.

In order to be a better writer, one must always write.

Crushed sandstone sifted through Caleb__ fingers, insubstantial as dust. A breeze caught the debris mid-fall and spirited it away before it could join the ashes blanketing the ground. He stopped in the middle of what had once been a street, his arms pulled in at his sides, his fists balled in barely restrained fury.

People feared what they did not understand, and they without a doubt did not understand her. Those who believed they did least of all. She was something new.

Children are turning themselves into monsters and, quite frankly, it is your fault. You initiated the creation of this technology, then you allowed it to slip through your fingers.__iriam__ jaw tightened. __ disagree, but now is the least optimal time imaginable for assigning blame. People are dying, and I will not stand around debating semantics with you while they are.

No amount of standing on hilltops on dark nights and surveying the heavens could prepare a man for the actuality of space travel, because the earthbound observer saw only the the stars, not what separated them. They glittered in his vision, filling his eyes, and he had no choice but to assign them a position of importance in the cosmic scheme. The space traveler saw things differently. He was made aware that the universe consisted of emptiness, that the suns and nebulae were almost an irrelevancy, that the stars were nothing more than a whiff of gas diffusing into infinity. And sooner or later that knowledge began to hurt.