lived there on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam the earth is a very small stage in a vast, cosmic arena think of the rivers of blood ... spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot think of the endless cruelties visited our posturings our imagined self-importance the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe are challenged by this point of pale light our planet is a lonely speck in the great , enveloping cosmic dark _____Carl Sagan
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