Sunday, January 20, 2013

“Elegant Precision”

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In every culture, the sky and the religious impulse are intertwined. I lie back in an open field and the sky surrounds me. I’m overpowered by its scale. It’s so vast and so far away that my own insignificance becomes palpable. But I don’t feel rejected by the sky. I’m part of it, tiny, to be sure, but everything is tiny compared to that overwhelming immensity. And when I concentrate on the stars, the planets, and their motions, I have an irresistible sense of machinery, clockwork, elegant precision working on a scale that, however lofty our aspirations, dwarfs and humbles us.
—Carl Sagan (1934-1996), American astronomer, astrophysicist, cosmologist, and author, The Pale Blue Dot (1994)

  The little bit of sky over our yard is a source of constant delight throughout the year:





 








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