Eric Hoffer (1898–1983) American philosopher
On the first moon-landing, as quoted in The New York Times (21 July 1969)
Half Asleep in Frog Pajamas (1994)
Eric Hoffer (1898–1983) American philosopher
On the first moon-landing, as quoted in The New York Times (21 July 1969)
Frank O'Hara (1926–1966) American poet, art critic and writer
A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island (l. 64-67) (1958).
Joan Miró (1893–1983) Catalan painter, sculptor, and ceramicist
from: English Wikipedia, Joan Miró, 1958, as quoted in Twentieth-Century Artists on Art, ed. Dore Ashton, 1986
1940 - 1960
“More stars fall from the loosened sky.”
Pluraque laxato ceciderunt sidera caelo.
Source: Thebaid, Book X, Line 145
Anaximander (-610–-547 BC) pre-Socratic Greek philosopher
As quoted in "Science Attests the Accuracy of the Bible" in The Watchtower (1 October 1980)
“The sky calls to us. If we do not destroy ourselves, we will one day venture to the stars.”
Carl Sagan (1934–1996) American astrophysicist, cosmologist, author and science educator
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Cosmos: A Personal Voyage (1990 Update), The Backbone of Night [Episode 7]
Heinrich Wilhelm Matthäus Olbers (1758–1840) German physician and astronomer
Sind wirklich im ganzen unendlichen Raum Sonnen vorhanden, sie mögen nun in ungefähr gleichen Abständen von einander, oder in Milchstrassen-Systeme vertheilt sein, so wird ihre Menge unendlich, und da müsste der ganze Himmel ebenso hell sein, wie die Sonne. Denn jede Linie, die ich mir von unserm Auge gezogen denken kann, wird nothwendig auf irgend einen Fixstern treffen, und also müßte uns jeder Punkt am Himmel Fixsternlicht, also Sonnenlicht zusenden.
Olbers' paradox, expressed in [Ueber die Durchsichtigkeit des Weltraums, Astronomisches Jahrbuch für das Jahr 1826, J. Bode. Berlin, Späthen 1823, 110-121]
Hartley Coleridge (1796–1849) British poet, biographer, essayist, and teacher
"To Shakespeare"
Poems (1851)
Context: The soul of man is larger than the sky,
Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark
Of the unfathomed center. Like that ark,
Which in its sacred hold uplifted high,
O'er the drowned hills, the human family,
And stock reserved of every living kind,
So, in the compass of the single mind,
The seeds and pregnant forms in essence lie,
That make all worlds. Great poet, 'twas thy art
To know thyself, and in thyself to be
Whate'er Love, Hate, Ambition, Destiny,
Or the firm, fatal purpose of the Heart
Can make of Man. Yet thou wert still the same,
Serene of thought, unhurt by thy own flame.
Joanna Newsom (1982) American musician
Waltz Of The 101st Lightborne <br class="br"> Divers https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divers_(Joanna_Newsom_album) (2015)
“our bones
like stems into the sky
will forever cry
victory”
Charles Bukowski (1920–1994) American writer