All this beauty exists so you and I can see His glory, His artwork. It's like an invitation to worship Him, to know Him.

And if these mountains had eyes, they would wake to find two strangers in their fences, standing in admiration as a breathing red pours its tinge upon earth's shore. These mountains, which have seen untold sunrises, long to thunder praise but stand reverent, silent so that man's weak praise should be given God's attention.

The beauty of this mission is that we don't know what to expect. But whatever happens, we'll learn something.

Beauty and brains, pleasure and usability - they should go hand in hand.

The beauty of comets is that they are important to us. We probably would not be here were it not for comets. Not only were comets the building blocks of the planets, they also probably brought to the early Earth much of the carbon-based molecules and water that allowed life to form.

What is a weed? I have heard it said that there are sixty definitions. For me, a weed is a plant out of place.