The leaf, still green, must someday fall such grief and joy to live at all.

And now, my friends, a dragon's toast! Here's to life's little blessings: war, plagues, and all forms of evil. Their presence keeps us alert--- and their absence keeps us grateful.

You know what I like best about looking at the stars? Not the stars themselves, but all those empty spaces between the stars. That's where I can imagine traveling for ever and ever. That's where I can imagine infinity.

It's much more fun to be the exception, not the rule

Ah, life's little surprises! They can make any day unforgettable... or make it your last.

What makes this danger so terrible is that humans tip the balance of your world. No other species can make such a difference, for good or ill. If humans can live in harmony with other forms of life, the world rejoices. If not, the world suffers--and may not survive.

You're saying that our souls and the stars and the wings of a butterfly are all somehow connected?