I was running toward the sun there, and staring at it, and thinking how beautiful it was, and laughing because it was so beautiful, and laughing because it was going to destroy me, and still be beautiful, and I was writing a poem about how beautiful that sun was and how beautiful the planet that circled it was: and I was doing all that until I saw something more interesting to do, and that was find out who you were.

Samuel R. Delany
Bryce Wilner

Delany, Samuel R., Empire Star (New York: Ace Books, 1966), p. 56.