I know the stars are my home. I learned about them, needed them for survival in terms of navigation. I know where I am when I look up at the sky. I know where I am when I look up at the Moon; it's not just some abstract romantic idea, it's something very real to me. See, I've expanded my home.
The View from Out There: In Words and Pictures, Life, Volume 11, Number 13, November 1988 (p. 198)