To Paraphrase The Great Poet Dante, The

I Am In Prayer. I Am One Hand, This Universe The Other.

Some Animals On Earth Regurgitate As Opposed To Vomit, I.e., Stomach Contents Flow Up Into The Esophagus Without Any Forceful Abdominal Contractions. What I Experienced In Zero Gravity Was Similar To This, Expulsion Without The Heaves.

Success Makes Enemies Of Those Who Would Have Never Been True Friends.

Looking Up And Out, How Can We Not Respect This Ever-vigilant Cognizance That Distinguishes Us: The Capability To Envision, To Dream, And To Invent? The Ability To Ponder Ourselves? And Be Aware Of Our Existence On The Outer Arm Of A Spiral Galaxy In An Immeasurable Ocean Of Stars? Cognizance Is Our Crest.

Sex In Space Is Not Just A Good Idea, It's Survival.