Warren De la Rue Quotes

The Moon! Artemis! the great goddess of the splendid past of men! Are you going to tell me she is a dead lump?

The moon, by her comparative proximity, and the constantly varying appearances produced by her several phases, has always occupied a considerable share of the attention of the inhabitants of the earth.

I'm really fascinated by the moon.

What do you do there, moon, in the sky? Tell me what you do, silent moon. When evening comes you rise and go contemplating wastelands; then you set.

The moon is nothing But a circumambulating aphrodisiac Divinely subsidized to provoke the world Into a rising birth-rate

If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.

The moon, too, abases her subjects, but in the daytime she is ridiculous. Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand, arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity, white and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide. No day is safe from news of you, walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me.

The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.

The moon is essentially gray, no color; looks like plaster of Paris or sort of a grayish beach sand.

I can remember walking on the moon.

We went into darkness after being in daylight the whole time on the way to the Moon. And then we went into darkness. And we're in the shadow... of the Moon.

Ever since I was a kid, I have loved the Moon. It's always there and continues to inspire humanity.

I think after orbiting for a while and looking at the surface, I think the natural tendency is to want to experience it, to go down there and touch it. I started thinking about the Apollo astronauts who orbited the moon and didn't land - that must have been agonizing!

There's the moon asking to stay long enough for the clouds to fly me away

The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right, White as a knuckle and terribly upset. It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quiet With the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.

It is no secret that the moon has no light of her own, but is, as it were, a mirror, receiving brightness from the influence of the sun.

We must strive to be like the moon

Moon rocks are OK when everyone is eating.

The supermoon is a 16-inch pizza compared with a 15-inch pizza. It's a slightly bigger moon; I ain't using the adjective 'supermoon.'

Believe it or not, I'd love to go to the moon.

All the Chinese have to do is fly around the Moon and back, and they'll appear to have won the return to the Moon with humans. They could put one person on the surface of the Moon for one day and he'd be a national hero.

If they could offer up a way to go to the moon that wouldn't kill you, I'd sign up.