> When the scale of it all overwhelms me, this is what I tell myself. We can calculate the age of the Earth, the size of the universe, the future of the stars. Sure, we are minuscule, momentary flashes of thought on a grain of sand drifting through the cosmos. But our minds can recreate the past and predict the future. On, say, Friday a million years from now we'll all be dead. But right now we know what the night sky will look like on that day. And so, in a way, we're not entirely bound by time. Knowledge is a... a kind of freedom.

> I look in the mirror sometimes, and and I see myself like some alien being. I think who am I? Why do I have these eyes, and those hands? Why do I see the colours that I see? Why do I think like I think? I did not choose to exist. I was created. Every single part of my body, every strand of my DNA, is part of a story that stretches back billions of years. I exist only because of the choices and sacrifices made by so many others, but I don't know who they are. And what effect will my choices have on those who come after me? Maybe that's what it means to be human. Every species is part of the story, but we're the only ones who know that.

出自游戏《塔罗斯的法则》。我感觉肯定不是 100% 正确的回答，但是我感觉情绪价值很高。我感觉这两段基本没什么剧透，有兴趣推荐玩玩。