Just some pictures and words really.

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.

For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.

Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another.

We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.

Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it we go nowhere.

We're made of star stuff. We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.

The universe is a pretty big place. If it’s just us, seems like an awful waste of space.

The size and age of the Cosmos are beyond ordinary human understanding. Lost somewhere between immensity and eternity is our tiny planetary home.

Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.

Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence.

The Cosmos is all that is or ever was or ever will be.

Across the sea of space, the stars are other suns.

The time was fast approaching when Earth, like all mothers, must say farewell to her children.

My descendants are going to surf light-waves in space.

The universe seems neither benign nor hostile, merely indifferent.

I believe our future depends on how well we know this Cosmos in which we float like a mote of dust in the morning sky.

When you make the finding yourself - even if you're the last person on Earth to see the light - you'll never forget it.

It is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.

Youre capable of such beautiful dreams and such horrible nightmares.

To be the first to enter the cosmos, to engage, single-handed, in an unprecedented duel with nature—could one dream of anything more.

The time will come when man will know even what is going on in the other planets and perhaps be able to visit them.

There is perhaps no better a demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world.