Our passionate preoccupation with the sky, the stars, and a God somewhere in outer space is a homing impulse. We are drawn back to where we came from.

Not everyone will understand this need for America to lead the world in space.

If we want to travel into the future, we just need to go fast. Really fast. And I think the only way we're ever likely to do that is by going into space.

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.