“Of all things visible, the highest is the heaven of the fixed stars.”

To know that we know what we know, and to know that we do not know what we do not know, that is true knowledge.

For I am not so enamoured of my own opinions that I disregard what others may think of them.

The earth together with its surrounding waters must in fact have such a shape as its shadow reveals, for its eclipses the moon with the arc of a perfect circle.

For it is the duty of an astronomer to compose the history of the celestial motions through careful and expert study.

Finally we shall place the Sun himself at the center of the Universe.

I often considered whether there could perhaps be found a more reasonable arrangement of circles.

In the midst of all dwells the Sun. For who could set this luminary in another or better place in this most glorious temple, than whence he can at one and the same time brighten the whole

Those things which I am saying now may be obscure, yet they will be made clearer in their proper place.

Near the sun is the center of the universe.

The massive bulk of the earth does indeed shrink to insignificance in comparison with the size of the heavens.

At rest, however, in the middle of everything is the sun.

They always say some women like to fix people. I don’t like to fix people, but you like a challenge.

All things obey fixed laws.

Thus it comes That earth, without her seasons of fixed rains, Could bear no produce such as makes us glad, And whatsoever lives, if shut from food, Prolongs its kind and guards its life no more.

And you can constantly look back when you’re in some sort of fix and say, “Well, on so-and-so film, we did this, and it worked out fine.”

I have some ideas on how to fix that.

And get off your spot and take that knowledge you have not to fix yourself into a place but to keep going.

Don’t try to fix me, just wrap your arms around my broken and love my pieces.

This only is certain, that there is nothing certain.