Why don't you light that candle ?

Obviously I was challenged by becoming a Naval aviator, by landing aboard aircraft carriers and so on.

It's 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.

When I first looked back at the Earth, standing on the Moon I cried

The fact that every part of this ship was built by the low bidder.

You may not have any extra talent, but maybe you are just paying more attention to what you are doing.

I just wanted to be the first one to fly for America, not because I'd end up in the pages of history books.

I didn't mind studying. Obviously math and the physical science subjects interested me more than some of the more artistic subjects, but I think I was a pretty good student.

Got more dirt than ball. Here we go again.

We're going to see passengers in space stations in 15 years, who will be able to buy a ticket and spend a weekend in space.

I think the sense of family and family achievement, plus the discipline which I received there from that one-room school were really very helpful in what I did later on.

To the deepest, most cellular level of my being, I resent people who believe that depression is the same as weakness, that "sad" people must be coddled like helpless toddlers.

Hope deceitful as it is serves at least to lead us to the end of life along an agreeable road.

Even cats grow lonely and anxious.

I studied, I met with medical doctors, scientists, and I’m here to tell you that the way to a more productive, more inspired, more joyful life is: getting enough sleep.

I believe it is my duty to share the gifts I have learned. How dare I have the tools for finding serenity and not share them with the world?

A bridge is a meeting place . . . a possibility, a metaphor.

I and my public understand each other very well: it does not hear what I say, and I don't say what it wants to hear.

The poem is in my hands, and can run stories through her hands.

I was reading emails from women who are alternately chuckling or outraged. One of them said, "Do you hate women? Would you just be honest?" No, folks, no! It's quite the opposite.

I keep working under the delusion that someday a library will ask for my manuscripts.