History has spurts and then is steady, and then maybe even backing up a step, and then forward again.
Eventually there are going to be cities in space.
I found I have to stay painting.
But I found that being an artist and doing accurate work is very difficult.
I find color schemes that I just like and that just feel right.
It seems farther away now because there are no rockets getting there. Nobody is going.
I can remember walking on the moon.
As the centuries unfold, millions of artists will live on the moon and paint the moon and Mars as we go out into the universe.
I feel like everyone who goes to The University of Texas is blessed and lucky to be there because they're getting a chance to be as good as they can be.
I think everything depends on money.
One of the great things about the universe is that it's fair.
I have the nicest life in the world.
Test pilots have a litmus test for evaluating problems. When something goes wrong, they ask, "Is this thing still flying?" If the answer is yes, then there's no immediate danger, no need to overreact.
It's hard not to be excited when you're going to find a way to land on the moon.
I feel like there's too many paintings left unpainted that I just don't want to take the time away.
But I'm the only one who can paint the moon, because I'm the only one who knows whether that's right or not.
Frequently on the lunar surface I said to myself, 'This is the Moon, that is the Earth. I'm really here, I'm really here!'
We knew it was going to be difficult to get to the moon. We didn't know how difficult.
The moon is very rugged.
