So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can't even get to the office without undergoing the agon...ies of the damned, but give him a little metal, a few chemicals, some wire and twenty or thirty billion dollars and, vroom! there he is, up on a rock a quarter of a million miles up in the sky.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
the broad cloud-driving moon in the clear sky Lifts o'er the firs her shining shield,... And in her tranquil light Sleep falls on forest and field. See! sleep hath fallen: the trees are asleep: The night is come. The land is wrapt in sleep.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This world, such as it is, is not tolerable. Therefore I need the moon, or happiness, or immortality, I need something which is pe...rhaps demented, but which is not of this world.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might:... He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there After the day was done-- "It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil the fun!"LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its... inconceivable mystery.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »