The cosmos is also within us, we're made of star-stuff. We are a way for the cosmos, to know itself.
Life is not complex. We are complex. Life is simple, and the simple thing is the right thing.
真相很少纯粹,也绝不简单。
孤独的人有他们自己的泥沼。
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones.