“...It’s very beautiful here. I’m standing with my forehead pressed against the cold plastic of the porthole, and the Milky Way crawls out to the left. The sleeves shine like rivers of diamonds, the core shines like a spotlight, it hits the eyes painfully even through filters. I don't look away. If tears flow, it means that the defense simply failed. When you don’t blink for a long time, the galaxy begins to flicker and shimmer, and if you forget how huge it is, then you can convince yourself that you are on Earth and looking at the night sky, for example, in the desert. And even if there are far fewer stars there, they twinkle just as comfortably..."