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" What did that word mean to me? Earth? I thought of the great bustling cities, where I would wander and lose myself, and I thought of them as I had thought of the ocean on the second or third night, when I had wanted to throw myself upon the dark waves. I shall immerse myself among men. I shall be silent and attentive, an appreciative companion. There will be many acquaintances, friends, women--and perhaps even a wife. For a while, I shall have to make a conscious effort to smile, nod, stand and perform the thousands of little gestures which constitute life on Earth, and then those gestures will become reflexes again. I shall find new interests and occupations; and I shall not give myself completely to them, as I shall never again give myself completely to anything or anybody. "
― Stanisław Lem , Solaris
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" Kozmoza çıkıyoruz, her şeye hazırız: Yalnızlığa, zorluğa, tükenişe, ölüme hazırız. Alçak gönüllülükten söylemeye dilimiz varmıyor ama, kendimize hayran hayran baktığımız oluyor. Ama çok, çok yazık! Birazcık yakından baktığımızda bütün o şevkin aslında düzmece olduğunu görüyoruz. Aslında kozmosu ele geçirmek değil istediğimiz, yalnızca Yer'in sınırlarını kozmosun sınırlarına dek genişletmek. Filanca gezegen bizim gözümüzde Büyük Sahra gibi kıraç, öteki Kuzey Kutbu gibi buz tutmuş, başkası Amazon Havzası kadar bereketli olsa olsa. İnsansever ve şövalye ruhluyuz: Başka soyları köleleştirmek değil niyetimiz, onlara kendi değerlerimizi miras bırakmak, karşılığında da onların mirasını devralmak istiyoruz. Kutsal Bağlantı'nın Savaşçıları sayıyoruz kendimizi. Bu da bir başka yalan! Yalnızca İnsan'ı arıyoruz biz, başka dünyalara gereksinimimiz yok. Ayna gerek bize. Başka dünyaları ne yapacağımızı da bilmiyoruz. Tek bir dünya, kendi dünyamız, yetiyor bize. Ama olduğu gibi de kabul etmiyoruz onu. Kendi dünyamızın ülküsel bir imgesi peşinde koşup duruyoruz hep: Bizimkinden üstün bir gezegen, üstün bir uygarlık arıyoruz, ama kendi geçmişimizin prototipi üzerinde gelişmiş olsun istiyoruz. "
― Stanisław Lem , Solaris
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" The human mind is only capable of absorbing a few things at a time. We see what is taking place in front of us in the here and now, and cannot envisage simultaneously a succession of processes, no matter how integrated and complementary. Our faculties of perception are consequently limited even as regards fairly simple phenomena. The fate of a single man can be rich with significance, that of a few hundred less so, but the history of thousands and millions of men does not mean anything at all, in any adequate sense of the word. The symmetriad is a million—a billion, rather—raised to the power of N: it is incomprehensible. We pass through vast halls, each with a capacity of ten Kronecker units, and creep like so many ants clinging to the folds of breathing vaults and craning to watch the flight of soaring girders, opalescent in the glare of searchlights, and elastic domes which criss-cross and balance each other unerringly, the perfection of a moment, since everything here passes and fades. The essence of this architecture is movement synchronized towards a precise objective. We observe a fraction of the process, like hearing the vibration of a single string in an orchestra of supergiants. We know, but cannot grasp, that above and below, beyond the limits of perception or imagination, thousands and millions of simultaneous transformations are at work, interlinked like a musical score by mathematical counterpoint. It has been described as a symphony in geometry, but we lack the ears to hear it. "
― Stanisław Lem , Solaris
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" What did that word mean to me? Earth? I thought of the great bustling cities where I would wander and lose myself, and I thought of them as I had thought of the ocean on the second or third night, when I had wanted to throw myself upon the dark waves. I shall immerse myself among men. I shall be silent and attentive, an appreciative companion. There will be many acquaintances, friends, women—and perhaps even a wife. For a while, I shall have to make a conscious effort to smile, nod, stand and perform the thousands of little gestures which constitute life on Earth, and then those gestures will become reflexes again. I shall find new interests and occupations; and I shall not give myself completely to them, as I shall never again give myself completely to anything or anybody. Perhaps at night I shall stare up at the dark nebula that cuts off the light of the twin suns, and remember everything, even what I am thinking now. With a condescending, slightly rueful smile I shall remember my follies and my hopes. "
― Stanisław Lem , Solaris