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  • I realized then that even though I was a tiny speck in an infinite cosmos, a blip on the timeline of eternity, I was not without purpose. And as long as I had a part in the music of the spheres, even if it was only a single grace note, I was not worthless. Nor was I alone.

    R. J. Anderson (2011). “Ultraviolet”, p.291, Carolrhoda Lab