I’m struck again by the irony that spaceflight-conceived in the cauldron of nationalist rivalries and hatreds-brings with it a stunning transnational vision. You spend even a little time contemplating the Earth from orbit and the most deeply engrained nationalisms begin to erode. They seem the squabbles of mites on a plum.
I will love you with all my heart, To have forever - never to part. This is a promise engrained in me, Take my hand and let it be.
It's engrained in us by society not to love ourselves.