Rachel

“Yes. I have much Astrophage. My ship was more efficient than planned on trip here. You can have two million kilograms.'

I fall back in to my seat. I pant. I almost hyperventilate. My eyes well up. 'Oh my God...'

'No understand.'

I wipe away tears.

'You are okay, question?'

'Yes!' I sob. 'Yes, I'm okay. Thank you! Thank you thank you!'

'I am happy. You no die. Let's save planets!'

I break down, crying tears of joy. I'm going to live!”
― Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

“I've gone from "sole-surviving space explorer" to "guy with wacky new roommate." It'll be interesting to see how this plays out.”
― Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

“Yes!' I press my knuckles against the tunnel wall. 'Fist-bump!'

'What, question?'

I rap the tunnel again. 'This. Do this.'

He emulates my gesture against the wall opposite my hand.

'Celebration!' I say.

'Celebration!”
― Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

“Humans spent thousands of years looking up at the stars and wondering what was out there. You guys never saw stars at all but you still worked space travel. What an amazing people you Eridians must be. Scientific geniuses.'

The knot in the tape comes loose, recoils wildly, and smacks Rocky's hand. He shakes the affected hand in pain for a moment, then continues messing with the tape measure.

'Yeah, you're definitely a scientist.”
― Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary