The sacred truth of science is that there are no sacred truths.
We go about our daily lives understanding almost nothing of the world.
Our children long for realistic maps of the future that they can be proud of. Where are the cartographers of human purpose?
Not all birds can fly. What separates the flyers from the walkers is the ability to take off.
How smart does a chimpanzee have to be before killing him constitutes murder?
The vast distances that separate the stars are providential. Beings and worlds are quarantined from one another. The quarantine is lifted only for those with sufficient self-knowledge and judgment to have safely traveled from star to star.