Other things being equal, it is better to be smart than to be stupid.
Even through your hardest days, remember we are all made of stardust.
This oak tree and me, we're made of the same stuff.
Ours is the first generation that has grown up with science-fiction ideas.
Every star may be a sun to someone.
If we long to believe that the stars rise and set for us, that we are the reason there is a Universe, does science do us a disservice in deflating our conceits?