:::moment of silence:::
Clarke was the first sf author whose works I exhausted. His vision and style will be missed.
While not from his work, I offer this quote to his memory: Hail and farewell, fellow Traveler. The great dark is too great, and the night too deep. We will never meet, you and I. Let me pause therefore, and raise a glass. (From The Engines of God by Jack McDevitt)
Most that are profound would choose to narrate tales of living men with nouns like sorrow, verbs like lose, and action scenes, and love – but then there are now some, and brave they be, that speak of Lunar cities raised and silver spheres and purple seas, leaving us who listen dazed. -- Irena Foygel