...the stars were out, populating all heaven with their separate radiance. Their shine tonight upon the upturned faces of my friends was gentle. But how, we wondered, can people dare to believe seriously in astrology?
Have those so confident of Sarurn's cooperation in their affairs ever really looked at Saturn? It's one thing to catch its twinkle with the naked eye, and another to peer into the astronomer's little mirror and see the ringed planet hung out there in all its giddy and enormous indifference. (Donald Culross Peattie, The Road of A Naturalist, 1948)