{"quotes":[{"text":"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.”Miriam’s jaw tightened. “I 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.","author":"G.S. Jennsen","tags":["ai","artificial-intelligence","cybernetics","cyberpunk","science-fiction","scifi","space-exploration","space-opera","space-travel","spaceships"],"id":1605,"author_id":"G.S.+Jennsen"},{"text":"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.","author":"Steven Magee","tags":["hard","human","humanity-and-society","magnitude","mars","moon","moon-landing","moons","nasa","space","space-and-cosmos","space-exploration","space-program","space-travel","spaceship","spaceships","successfully"],"id":8719,"author_id":"Steven+Magee"},{"text":"Radical space technologies never reach the public because unknown groups do not wish humanity to have access to the highest knowledge or the most advanced scientific inventions. Perhaps this suppression is out of fear that the masses may be able to explore our Solar System and the Universe beyond it. Whatever the case, it seems they want us to stay at ignorant levels forever.","author":"Takaaki Musha","tags":["space","space-exploration","space-travel","suppressed-science","technology"],"id":9098,"author_id":"Takaaki+Musha"},{"text":"You ask me to make peace with the monsters who did this?”She didn’t even look around at ‘this.’ “Yes. The alternative is extinction. There’s no coming back from that—no new weapon to fire when no one is left and you’ve no universe left to fire it in.","author":"G.S. Jennsen","tags":["aliens","science-fiction","scifi","space-exploration","space-opera","space-travel","spaceships"],"id":18736,"author_id":"G.S.+Jennsen"},{"text":"Why travel to the Moon or Mars if we only continue our wars there with Russia or China or Africa? Why build rockets at all? For fun? For adventure? Or is this the same process that sends the salmons back upstream year after year to spawn and die - a subliminal urge in mankind to spread, in self-preservation, to the stars? Are we then secretly fearful that one day the sun might freeze and the the earth grow cold or the sun explode in a terrific thermal cataclysm and burn down our house of cards?","author":"Ray Bradbury","tags":["day-after-tomorrow","science-fiction","space-travel"],"id":25146,"author_id":"Ray+Bradbury"},{"text":"Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every 'superstar,' every 'supreme leader,' every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there--on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.","author":"Carl Sagan","tags":["astronomy","inspirational","science","space-travel"],"id":34637,"author_id":"Carl+Sagan"},{"text":"On this planet are every kind of deadly animal from across the stars. The only people that come here are hunters looking for the most dangerous of trophies. No rescue. You either get your prize or you die.","author":"RoChe Montoya","tags":["aliens","hunted","sci-fi","space-travel"],"id":50543,"author_id":"RoChe+Montoya"},{"text":"Imagine you are Siri Keeton:You wake in an agony of resurrection, gasping after a record-shattering bout of sleep apnea spanning one hundred forty days. You can feel your blood, syrupy with dobutamine and leuenkephalin, forcing its way through arteries shriveled by months on standby. The body inflates in painful increments: blood vessels dilate; flesh peels apart from flesh; ribs crack in your ears with sudden unaccustomed flexion. Your joints have seized up through disuse. You're a stick-man, frozen in some perverse rigor vitae.You'd scream if you had the breath.Vampires did this all the time, you remember. It was normal for them, it was their own unique take on resource conservation. They could have taught your kind a few things about restraint, if that absurd aversion to right-angles hadn't done them in at the dawn of civilization. Maybe they still can. They're back now, after all— raised from the grave with the voodoo of paleogenetics, stitched together from junk genes and fossil marrow steeped in the blood of sociopaths and high-functioning autistics. One of them commands this very mission. A handful of his genes live on in your own body so it too can rise from the dead, here at the edge of interstellar space. Nobody gets past Jupiter without becoming part vampire.","author":"Peter Watts","tags":["cryostasis","science-fiction","space-travel","vampires"],"id":53284,"author_id":"Peter+Watts"},{"text":"Ideally, the ISS program will just be one more incremental step on an expanding, incredible journal of exploration and understanding, taking us higher and farther.","author":"Ron Garan","tags":["astronauts","globalism","globalization","international-relations","international-space-station","iss","outer-space","space","space-exploration","space-travel","working-together"],"id":57554,"author_id":"Ron+Garan"},{"text":"Soon our culture's oldest dreams will be made real. Even the thought of sending a kind of flying craft to the moon is no longer nothing more than a child's fantasy. At this moment in the cities below us, the first mechanical men are being constructed that will have the capability to pilot the ship on its maiden voyage. But no one has asked if this dream we've had for so long will lose its value once it's realized. What will happen when those mechanical men step out of their ship and onto the surface of this moon, which has served humanity for thousands of years as our principal icon of love and madness? When they touch their hands to the ground and perform their relentless analyses and find no measurable miracles, but a dead gray world of rocks and dust? When they discover that it was the strength of millions of boyhood daydreams that kept the moon aloft, and that without them that murdered world will fall, spiraling slowly down and crashing into the open sea?","author":"Dexter Palmer","tags":["dexter-palmer","expectations-vs-reality","moon-landing","science-fiction","space-travel","steampunk","the-dream-of-perpetual-motion","the-moon"],"id":72759,"author_id":"Dexter+Palmer"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":58,"pages":6,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}