In his eyes shone the reflection of the most beautiful planet in the Universe---a planet that is not too hot and not too cold; that has liquid water on the surface and where the gravity is just right for human beings and the atmosphere is perfect for them to breathe; where there are mountains and deserts and oceans and islands and forests and trees and birds and plants and animals and insects and people---lots and lots of people. Where there is life. Some of it, possibly, intelligent.

We see the universe the way it is because we exist.

Its a crazy world out there. Be curious.

To my mathematical brain, the numbers alone make thinking about aliens perfectly rational.

I think computer viruses should count as life.

Look up at the stars, not down at your feet.

While there's life, there is hope.