Maya felt her breath catch. Not from insignificance, but from something else. Sagan said, “Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.”
She hadn’t believed in heaven for a long time. Now, she wasn’t sure she believed in anything at all. Carl Sagan Cosmos A Personal Voyage
Then came the Ship of the Imagination. He guided her—and the viewer—out past the moons of Jupiter, past the rings of Saturn, into the silent, breathtaking dark. He showed her the Orion Nebula, a stellar nursery where new suns were being born from clouds of gas and dust. Maya felt her breath catch
