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“I look at a star and it’s just a big ball of burning gas and I know how it began and I know how it ends and I was probably there both times. After a while, everything is just stuff! That’s the problem. You make all of space and time your backyard and what do you have? A backyard. But you, you can see it. And when you see it, I see it.”
Source: thedaysthatnevercame