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

Every piece of the universe, even the tiniest little snow crystal, matters somehow. I have a place in the pattern, and so do you. Thinking of you this holiday season!

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

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.

Why is it that what we do know can save us, but what we don't know can kill us?

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

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.