“Not everything is about you. In fact, most things aren’t. What a relief, right?”
“Familiarity with any great thing removes our awe of it.”
“Just because you don t like something doesn t mean it s bad.”
“To have an eye for opportunity is to be a Data Scientist.”
“Slavery received, but the prejudice to which it has given birth remains stationary.”
“When I went out, light of day seemed a darker color than when I went in.”
“Child, you have to learn to see things in the right proportions. Learn to see great things great and small things small.”
“You have the ability to choose your reactions.”
“A window seat on a long flight can help you to see the broader order of life.”
“Every single cell in the human body replaces itself over a period of seven years. That means there s not even the smallest part of you now that was part of you seven years ago.”
“There is no good or evil, it s only a matter of perspectives.”
“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.”
“There are no facts, only interpretations.”
“When it rains it pours. Maybe the art of life is to convert tough times to great experiences: we can choose to hate the rain or dance in it.”
“There is nothing like suspense and anxiety for barricading a human s mind against the Enemy. He wants men to be concerned with what they do; our business is to keep them thinking about what will happen to them.”
“Look again at that dot. That s here. That s home. That s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand. It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we ve ever known.”
“Some people see the glass half full. Others see it half empty. I see a glass that s twice as big as it needs to be.”