24 December 2004 - Huygens

’Tis the night before Christmas—never happened to me before, but this time it really is. I’m sorry for you. For me, it will be a silent glide through the cold, a blast of fury, then a few faint last words and the end. For you, I don’t know. You are with your family or alone, with visions of sugarplums or a fire of debris in a metal can, it doesn’t matter. I’m so sorry for you, you will never be the first to join a new world.
— Huygens probe to Titan