“But deceleration is for pansies. We're headed for the stars.”
“We're so far away from those stars”
“If there was ever a bigger pansy than my father, it was Marcel Proust.”
“Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.”
“Maybe we're all the children of a star,Misguided in direction, our misdirection”
“Children woke up at six-thirty in the morning and shifted directly into fourth gear. Fourteen hours later they rushed straight into sleep at more than a hundred miles an hour without decelerating.”