SAGREDO [reluctant to go to the telescope]: I feel something not all that remote from fear, Galileo.
GALILEO: I'm about to show you one of the shining milkwhite clouds in the Milky Way. Tell me what it's made up of.
SAGREDO: Those are stars, innumerable stars.


Translated by John Willett, Life of Galileo, Scene 3 (p. 26), Arcade Publishing. 1994


SAGREDO [reluctant to go to the telescope]: I feel something not all that remote from fear, Galileo. GALILEO: I'm about to show you one of the...

SAGREDO [reluctant to go to the telescope]: I feel something not all that remote from fear, Galileo. GALILEO: I'm about to show you one of the...

SAGREDO [reluctant to go to the telescope]: I feel something not all that remote from fear, Galileo. GALILEO: I'm about to show you one of the...

SAGREDO [reluctant to go to the telescope]: I feel something not all that remote from fear, Galileo. GALILEO: I'm about to show you one of the...