When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism!

When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism!

The world turns aside to let any man pass who knows whither he is going.

Wisdom is knowing what to do next; virtue is doing it.

Be a life long or short, its completeness depends on what it was lived for.

There is no real excellence in all of this world which can be separated from right living.

No one is really miserable who has not tried to cheapen life.

The President forgot to mention the Moon, Mars, and the federal deficit - all of which are sky-high.

When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism!

Moon rocks are OK when everyone is eating.

A country so rich that it can send people to the moon still has hundreds of thousands of its citizens who can't read. That's terribly troubling to me.

The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.

Oh, don't let's ask for the moon. We've already got the stars.

I've written a lot of books which are written from the moon - the view from nowhere.

Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.

From now on we live in a world where man has walked on the Moon. It's not a miracle; we just decided to go.

You talk about American technocracy and you find men on the moon, not once, but several times... and safely home again.

The soldiers did go away and their towns were torn down; and in the Moon of Falling Leaves (November), they made a treaty with Red Cloud that said our country would be ours as long as grass should grow and water flow.

What will it profit this country if we... put our man on the Moon by 1970 and at the same time you can't walk down Woodward Avenue in this city without fear of some violence?

Those are the same stars, and that is the same moon, that look down upon your brothers and sisters, and which they see as they look up to them, though they are ever so far away from us, and each other.

Tell me what you feel in your room when the full moon is shining in upon you and your lamp is dying out, and I will tell you how old you are, and I shall know if you are happy.

I think that when NASA works on a moon shot, they know too well that all of the people working on it must do their job at 110 percent. Sometimes they probably put in 18 hour days, but they're aiming for the moon, and that's what counts.

Small samples in the centrifuge will spin at varying rates to create synthetic gravity, like the gravity of Mars or the gravity of the moon, and measure how the specimens respond within the centrifuge.

My first two records were more energetic; Phantom Moon is subtle, quiet; so these various reactions are just something I expected.

I always tell people that to be the funny person in a Steve Martin movie is like getting a call that Keith Moon wants you to play drums on his record. He should be playing drums on his record.

For the first time in history, a private company is organizing a mission to the moon. This mission will inspire countries of the world, citizens, our youth.

In New York, there are so many potholes, they're like craters on the moon. That's another traffic thing.

We knew it was going to be difficult to get to the moon. We didn't know how difficult.

When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.

Apollo 13, as you may remember, gave us a reactor that is bubbling away right now somewhere in the Pacific. It's supposed to be bubbling away on the moon, but it's in the Pacific Ocean instead.

We will build new ships to carry man forward into the universe, to gain a new foothold on the moon and to prepare for new journeys to the worlds beyond our own.

Yeah we all shine on, like the moon, and the stars, and the sun.

The day, water, sun, moon, night - I do not have to purchase these things with money.

The moon is essentially gray, no color. It looks like plaster of Paris, like dirty beach sand with lots of footprints in it.

Tonight I'm going to shower and then just walk for about four hours and look at the moon.

I'd visit the near future, close enough that someone might want to talk to Larry Niven and can figure out the language; distant enough to get me decent medical techniques and a ticket to the Moon.

The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago... had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands.

I may have grown cynical from long service, but this is a tendency I do not like, and I sometimes think I'd rather be a dog and bay at the moon than stay in the Senate another six years and listen to it.

We lived the life with Keith Moon. It was all Spinal Tap magnified a thousand times.

What was most significant about the lunar voyage was not that men set foot on the moon but that they set eye on the earth.

I told them how excited I would be to go into space and how thrilled I was when Alan Shepard made his historic flight, and when John Kennedy announced on the news that the men had landed safely on the moon, and how jealous I was of those men.

Well, my wife always says to me, and I think it's true, it's very difficult for us to understand the Elizabethan understanding and enjoyment and perception of form as it is to say... it would be for them to understand computers or going to the moon or something.

I saw a photograph of a wedding conducted by Reverend Moon of the Unification Church. I wanted to understand this event, and the only way to understand it was to write about it.

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

Worldly wealth is the Devil's bait; and those whose minds feed upon riches recede, in general, from real happiness, in proportion as their stores increase, as the moon, when she is fullest, is farthest from the sun.

Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.

Growing up in northern California has had a big influence on my love and respect for the outdoors. When I lived in Oakland, we would think nothing of driving to Half Moon Bay and Santa Cruz one day and then driving to the foothills of the Sierras the next day.

You marvel at the economy and this choice of words. How many ways can you describe the sky and the moon? After Sylvia Plath, what can you say?

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.