The miracle and hope of human consciousness is that we can still conceive of boundlessness.
There will come a time, when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything.
that while the world wasn't built for humans, we were built for the world.
Our role as humans is to recognize the complexity of others.
Nothing has ever looked like that ever in all of human history.
To be human is to catch the falling person.