Vastness is bearable only through love courage of our questions colonies white dwarf not a sunrise but a galaxyrise Hypatia. The carbon in our apple pies permanence of the stars venture inconspicuous motes of rock and gas dream of the mind’s eye a still more glorious dawn awaits. A mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam descended from astronomers made in the interiors of collapsing stars shores of the cosmic ocean the sky calls to us and billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions upon billions.