“The day I die, I’ll be too busy thinking to notice” he waved his hand as he left the ship. - Nelson Moon, shipwright and designer of the Altered Moon. Current location: Cantankerous Base, Planet Tarris, Arzian Alliance”

“He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.”

“The moon hung over the planet Earth, a dead thing over a dying thing.”

“In the last few days he had forgotten about himself and tried to help those around him. It was like he was a new moon, and his actions and attitude filled up the void over time—much like how a waxing moon filled the new moon with light.”

“Such is life. We grow up. Planets like Tiny get new moons. Moons like me get new planets.”

“Darling," he said distractedly,"about the moon...""Yes?""I don't think it matters whether you want it or not.""What are you talking about?" "The moon. I think it's yours."Victoria yawned, not bothering to open her eyes. "Fine. i'm glad to have it.""But--" Robert shook his head. He was growing fanciful. the moon didn't belong to his wife. It didn't follow her, protect her. It certainly didn't wink at anybody.But he stared out the window the rest of the way home, just in case”