People tend to believe that good fortune consists of equal parts talent, hard work, and sheer luck. It's hard to deny the roles of the latter two. As to talent, I would only say it consists primarily in finding the right moment to step in.

Boundaries have no existence save on charts or in small minds. Nature does not draw lines.

The Peacekeepers had a tradition that every problem had a solution. It was a nice slogan. Wasn't true, but it sounded good.

We could never know who we truly were until we heard the whispers of the stars.

Faith has its price. When misfortune strikes the true believer, he assumes he has done something to deserve punishment, but isn't quite certain what. The realist, recognizing that he lives in a Darwinian universe, is simply grateful to have made it to another sunset.

So we have progressed to the point where we can move politicians around faster than light. I'm not sure I see the advantage.

If you're right, and nobody really cares what's out there, I wonder whether we're even worth saving.