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What am I, but a bundle of dreams? Everything flows, and nothing abides; everything gives way and nothing stays fixed. Change is inevitable, and I wish it was more desirable. I know I want something more, though I don't know what it is. I know that change will help me, maybe I should accept that, flow, like a river, melting my existence with other drops, going down the mountains, until the sea finds me. Until the waves return me to the shore.

As a child, I was aware that, at night, infrared vision would reveal monsters hiding in the bedroom closet only if they were warm-blooded. But everybody knows that your average bedroom monster is reptilian and cold-blooded.
Neil deGrasse Tyson, Space Chronicles: Facing the Ultimate Frontier.

(Source: goodreads.com)

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