Listen, are we helpless? Are we doomed to do it again and again and again? Have we no choice but to play the Phoenix in an unending sequence of rise and fall? Assyria, Babylon, Egypt, Greece, Carthage, Rome, the Empires of Charlemagne and the Turk: Ground to dust and plowed with salt. Spain, France, Britain, America—burned into the oblivion of the centuries. And again and again and again. Are we doomed to it, Lord, chained to the pendulum of our own mad clockwork, helpless to halt its swing? This time, it will swing us clean to oblivion. Walter M. Miller, Jr.
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be. Douglas Adams
Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimension of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can't understand it. Interstellar
- The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
- The Red Notebook