"The sky was clear - remarkably clear - and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body timed by a common pulse.", .Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun., .In awe I watched the waxen moon ride across the zenith of the heavens like an amber chariot towards the void of infinite space wherein the tethered bolts of Jupiter and Mars hang forever, festooned in their orbital majesty. And as I looked at all this I thought... I must put a roof on this toilet." -Les Dawson, Follow our stars under a painted sky, Galaxy Fest, I would rather be a superb meteor- every atom of me in magnificent glow than a sleepy and permanent planet - Jack London, Interplanetary Waltz, Oh don't let's ask for the moon. We've already got the stars.- Bette Davis, opening endless skies, We are all made of stars, We're in the Spandex spiral vortex
The Antennae Galaxies in Collision.