We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started... and know the place for the first time.
~ T.S. Eliot (September 26, 1888 - January 04, 1965)
After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.
The least thing upset him on the links. He missed short putts because of the uproar of the butterflies in the adjoining meadows.
~ P. G. Wodehouse (October 15, 1881 - February 14, 1975)