I Feel Fine. How About

I Am Watching The Earth. The Visibility Is Good. I Feel Well And Cheerful. The Machine Is Functioning Normally.

The Path Of A Cosmonaut Is Not An Easy, Triumphant March To Glory. You Have To Get To Know The Meaning Not Just Of Joy But Also Of Grief, Before Being Allowed In The Spacecraft Cabin.

If All Those People Are Getting Wet To Welcome Me, Surely The Least I Can Do Is Get Wet Too!

Nothing Will Stop Us. The Road To The Stars Is Steep And Dangerous. But We're Not Afraid . . . Space Flights Can't Be Stopped. This Isn't The Work Of One Man Or Even A Group Of Men. It Is A Historical Process Which Mankind Is Carrying Out In Accordance With The Natural Laws Of Human Development.

What Beauty. I Saw Clouds And Their Light Shadows On The Distant Dear Earth.... The Water Looked Like Darkish, Slightly Gleaming Spots.... When I Watched The Horizon, I Saw The Abrupt, Contrasting Transition From The Earth's Light-colored Surface To The Absolutely Black Sky. I Enjoyed The Rich Color Spectrum Of The Earth. It Is Surrounded By A Light Blue Aureole That Gradually Darkens, Becoming Turquiose, Dark Blue, Violet, And Finally Coal Black.