"Robert A. Heinlein & Spider Robinson - Variable Star" - читать интересную книгу автора (Heinlein Robert A)

On the way to the stars

every molecule in you was born in the heart of a star.

On the way to the stars—

in the dead of the night they’re the light that’ll show

where you are

yes they are

from so far …



In the back of my head were a few half-formed, half-baked layman’s ideas for dance steps
that I wasn’t even sure were physically possible in a one-gee field. I’d never had the nerve to
actually try any of them with a partner, in any gravity; I really hate looking ridiculous. But
Jinny lifted an eyebrow—what have you got?—and before I knew it I was trying one, even
though there was no way she could know what her response was supposed to be. Only she did,
somehow, and made it—or rather, an improved variation of what I’d thought of—and not only
was the result successful enough to draw applause, by luck it happened to offer a perfect
lead-in to another of my ideas, which also turned out to work, and suggested something to
her—

We flew.



We’ll be through if the day ever comes when we no

longer yearn to return to the stars.



I can’t prove it’s so, but I’m certain: I know
 that our ancestors came from the stars.



It would not be so lonely to die if I knew

I had died on the way to the stars.



Talking about dance is as silly as dancing about architecture. I don’t know how to convey