quotations about the moon
The moonlight builds its cold chapel
again out of piecemeal darkness.
JANE HIRSHFIELD, "Chapel"
It is the very error of the moon:
She comes more nearer earth than she was wont,
And makes men mad.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Othello
That's one small step for [a] man; one giant leap for mankind.
NEIL ARMSTRONG, remark upon becoming the first man to step onto the surface of the moon, July 20, 1969
We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard.
JOHN F. KENNEDY, Address at Rice University, September 12, 1962
When the storm is over and night falls and the moon is out in all its glory and all you're left with is the rhythm of the sea, of the waves, you know what God intended for the human race, you know what paradise is.
HAROLD PINTER, Party Time
The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
ROBERTO BOLAÑO, 2666
The moon, our own, earthly moon is bitterly lonely, because it is alone in the sky, always alone, and there is no one to turn to, no one to turn to it. All it can do is ache across the weightless airy ice, across thousands of versts, toward those who are equally lonely on earth, and listen to the endless howling of dogs.
YEVGENY ZAMYATIN, "A Story About the Most Important Thing", The Dragon
The moon ... is a mad woman holding up her dress
So that her white belly shines.
Silent and and white as a debauched queen.
EVELYN SCOTT, "Autumn Night"
The moon climbed out of the ravine, blue, skinny, as if it had been fed on nothing but skimmed milk. It climbed out, and quickly slithered up and up along the finest thread--away from trouble, and on the very top it huddled, crouching on thin legs.
YEVGENY ZAMYATIN, "The Protectress of Sinners", The Dragon: Fifteen Stories
In the flood of her joy, the Moon filled the room like a phosphoric atmosphere, like a luminous poison.
CHARLES BAUDELAIRE, "The Favours of the Moon"
The chimneys, rank on rank, cut the clear sky; the moon, with a rag of gauze about her loins, poses among them, an awkward Venus.
RICHARD ALDINGTON, "Evening"
Throughout history we've dreamed of the moon, and wondered if people would ever go there. The magnificence of our achievement for humanity was that we were there. But when I looked around I saw the most desolate sight imaginable. No oxygen, no life, just the lunar surface that hasn't changed for thousands of years--and the blackness of the sky. It was the most desolate thing I could ever think of. And that's why I said those words: the magnificence of the achievement and the desolation of where we were.
BUZZ ALDRIN, "Buzz Aldrin Hates Being Called the Second Man on the Moon", National Geographic, April 18, 2016
The moon likes secrets ... and secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations.
CHARLES DE LINT, Dreams Underfoot
The moon insists on simplicity. The free-verse epic becomes a sonnet, the sonnet a limerick, the limerick babytalk, the babytalk the beat of a drum. Eventually there's nothing but the rhythm of blind and deafened need. It's peace, of a sort, a return to original silence.
GLEN DUNCAN, By Blood We Live
Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.
J. R. R. TOLKIEN, The Lord of the Rings
Her antiquity in preceding and surviving succeeding tellurian generations: her nocturnal predominance: her satellitic dependence: her luminary reflection: her constancy under all her phases, rising and setting by her appointed times, waxing and waning: the forced invariability of her aspect: her indeterminate response to inaffirmative interrogation: her potency over effluent and refluent waters: her power to enamour, to mortify, to invest with beauty, to render insane, to incite to and aid delinquency: the tranquil inscrutability of her visage: the terribility of her isolated dominant resplendent propinquity: her omens of tempest and of calm: the stimulation of her light, her motion and her presence: the admonition of her craters, her arid seas, her silence: her splendour, when visible: her attraction, when invisible.
JAMES JOYCE, Ulysses
I feel a little like the moon who took possession of you for a moment and then returned your soul to you. You should not love me. One ought not to love the moon. If you come too near me, I will hurt you.
ANAÏS NIN, Delta of Venus
Go out of the house to see the moon, and 'tis mere tinsel: it will not please as when its light shines upon your necessary journey.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON, Nature
The sun goes down, and with him takes
The coarseness of my poor attire;
The fair moon mounts, and aye the flame
Of Gypsy beauty blazes higher.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON, The Romany Girl
Although the semicircle of the Moon is placed above the circle of the Sun and would appear to be superior, nevertheless we know that the Sun is ruler and King. We see that the Moon in her shape and her proximity rivals the Sun with her grandeur, which is apparent to ordinary men, yet the face, or a semi-sphere of the Moon, always reflects the light of the Sun.
JOHN DEE, Monas Hieroglyphica