“Most days I live awed by the world we have still, rather than mourning the worlds we have lost. The bandit mask of a cedar waxwing on a bare branch a few feet away; the clear bright sun of a… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“I had travelled from Spain into Morocco and from there south to the Atlas Mountains, at the edge of the Sahara Desert…one night, in… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“My feeling is that an observer needs to see four hundred and fifty stars to get that feeling of infinitude, and be swept away…and… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“Most days I live awed by the world we have still, rather than mourning the worlds we have lost. The bandit mask of a… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“I linger near Galileo’s telescopes, then round the corner and stand transfixed: I did not expect this- a dark, cool room full of globes… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“With my naked eye, on nights the moon climbs slowly, sometimes so dusted with rust and rose, brown, and gold tones that it nearly… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“At least when it comes to light pollution what happens in Vegas does not stay in Vegas.” — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“When I lie back and close my eyes, this farthest lip of beach right next to the end of the ocean feels like being… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“In these countless stars, in their clusters and colors and constellations, in the “shooting” showers of blazing dust and ice, we have always found… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
“These are maybe the most exciting stars, those just above where sky meets land and ocean, because we so seldom see them, blocked as… — Paul Bogard Copy Share Image
