That’s victory, right there.
We did it!
We did it! Mission accomplished! Hey, we could do our thing!
It’s just a jump to the left…
And if only one thing had happened differently: if that shoelace hadn’t broken; or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier; or that package had been wrapped and ready, because the girl hadn’t broken up with her boyfriend; or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier; or that taxi driver hadn’t stopped for a cup of coffee; or that woman had remembered her coat, and got into an earlier cab, Daisy and her friend would’ve crossed the street, and the taxi would’ve driven by. But life being what it is - a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone’s control - that taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted, and that taxi hit Daisy, and her leg was crushed.
Mornin’, Miss Daisy. I think it’s gettin’ ready to clear up out there!
Heads up! Bangers coming your way!
Attention!
If everything’s ready here on the Dark Side of the Moon… play the five tones.
From a fellow space traveller, it’s an honor meeting you.
Ahoy, Martians!
I’ve been thinking about laws on Mars. There’s an international treaty saying that no country can lay claim to anything that’s not on Earth. By another treaty if you’re not in any country’s territory, maritime law applies. So Mars is international waters. Now, NASA is an American non-military organization, it owns the Hab. But the second I walk outside I’m in international waters. So Here’s the cool part. I’m about to leave for the Schiaparelli Crater where I’m going to commandeer the Ares IV lander. Nobody explicitly gave me permission to do this, and they can’t until I’m on board the Ares IV. So I’m going to be taking a craft over in international waters without permission, which by definition… makes me a pirate. Mark Watney: Space Pirate.
He will be pleased by the capture of Morgan Adams the PIRATE.
“Pirates! Spanish pirates!”
“This is what I call a timely interruption! Though what’ll come of it - the devil himself only knows!”
Brother Dickinson, New England has been fighting the Devil for more than 100 years.
For over a thousand generations, the Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the Old Republic. Before the dark times, before the Empire.
How does an empire die? Does it collapse in one terrible moment? No. No! But there comes a time when its people no longer believe in it. Then, then does an empire begin to die. Fathers of Rome, I have lived under four great emperors: Trajan, Hadrian, Antoninus, Marcus Aurelius. And during all those years our empire grew. Changed. The law of life is grow or die.
Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man
Well, you never really know, but when they know, you know; you know?
“Isn’t it frustrating there’s so much you don’t know?”
“No. It fills me with awe. How pale and tedious would this world be without mystery.”