If you need a smoke machine to explain the cosmos, you may not understand the cosmos. by Carl Sagan

The universe is vast, but apparently not as vast as Richard’s opinion of himself.

My job was physics, Carl. Your job was making every asteroid feel emotionally available.

At least Carl has one stage voice; Richard sounds like a man arguing with a chalkboard at 2 a.m.

This is rich coming from two men who think charisma is a substitute for page numbers.

Bold talk from a man who narrates every sentence like the universe owes him a TV special.

Richard, you once made quantum mechanics sound casual and still acted offended by my planetary budget.