This artificial colony on the space station is incredibly lacking compared to the quality of life on Earth. There are much more comfortable places than a shuttle to spend a honeymoon ... You cannot kiss the bride with a space-suit helmet on.

Unable to sleep after the others had drowsed off, I crawled out of the tent and lay on the ground, looking at the sky. Now and then, a shooting star would trace a bright arc across the heavens. The longer I watched, though, the more nervous it made me. There were simply too many stars, and the sky was too vast and deep. A huge, overpowering foreign object, it surrounded me, enveloped me, and made me feel almost dizzy. Until that moment, I had always thought that the earth on which I stood was a solid object that would last forever. Or rather, I had never thought about such a thing at all. I had simply taken it for granted.

For a period there, they defined the consumer-electronics space. They were the quintessential electronics. Their name personified quality. They were a heck of an innovator.

Now, what you have is a flight to quality and you have a consolidation phase in this space. It's our plan to be a consolidator and to capitalize on our currency and our brand name,

We were just enthralled by the quality of the space that we could see through the storefront windows.

This whole earth which we inhabit is but a point in space. How far apart, think you, dwell the two most distant inhabitants of yonder star, the breadth of whose disk cannot be appreciated by our instruments? Why should I feel lonely? Is not our planet in the Milky Way? This which you put seems to me not to be the most important question. What sort of space is that which separates a man from his fellows and makes him solitary? I have found that no exertion of the legs can bring two minds much nearer to one another.