Look Again at That Dot. Thats Here. Thats Home. Thats Us

„Consider over again that dot. That's here. That'southward dwelling. That's u.s.a.. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being existence who ever was, lived out their lives."

Source: Stake Blueish Dot: A Vision of the Homo Future in Space (1994), p. viii, Supplemental paradigm at randi.org http://www.randi.org/images/122801-BlueDot.jpg
Context: Consider again that dot. That'south here. That'southward home. That'due south united states of america. On it anybody you lot dear, everyone you know, everyone y'all always heard of, every homo who ever was, lived out their lives. The amass of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilisation, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and male parent, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politico, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived at that place — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of claret spilled by all those generals and emperors and so that, in celebrity and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the countless cruelties visited past the inhabitants of i corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined cocky-importance, the mirage that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this indicate of pale light. Our planet is a solitary speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, in that location is no hint that assistance will come from elsewhere to salve us from ourselves.
The Globe is the only earth known and so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at to the lowest degree in the well-nigh future, to which our species could drift. Visit, aye. Settle, non however. Similar it or not, for the moment the Earth is where nosotros brand our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better sit-in of the folly of human being conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibleness to deal more kindly with i another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blueish dot, the simply home we've ever known.

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„Consider again that dot. That's hither. That's home. That'south us. On it everyone you love, everyone you lot know, everyone yous ever heard of, every homo who ever was, lived out their lives. The amass of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economical doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in honey, every female parent and father, hopeful kid, inventor and explorer, every instructor of morals, every decadent politician, every "superstar", every "supreme leader", every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there — on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Recall of the rivers of blood spilled past all those generals and emperors and then that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Call back of the countless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of stake light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the peachy enveloping catholic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help volition come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.
The Earth is the merely world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at to the lowest degree in the nigh future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yeah. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where nosotros make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building feel. There is peradventure no improve demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny globe. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the stake blue dot, the simply home nosotros've ever known."

— Carl Sagan, volume Pale Blue Dot

Source: Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space (1994), p. 8, Supplemental paradigm at randi.org http://www.randi.org/images/122801-BlueDot.jpg

„There is no i else," I said. "In this universe, there'due south just you and me."
You stared blankly at me. "Only all the people on earth…"
"All you. Unlike incarnations of you."
"Look. I'thou everyone!?"
"Now yous're getting it," I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
"I'm every man being who ever lived?" "Or who volition always alive, yes."
"I'g Abraham Lincoln?"
"And you're John Wilkes Berth, as well," I added.
"I'1000 Hitler?" You said, appalled.
"And you're the millions he killed."
"I'm Jesus?"
"And you're everyone who followed him."

— Andy Weir American writer 1972

Y'all barbarous silent.
"Every time you victimized someone," I said, "you were victimizing yourself.
Every act of kindness you've done, you've done to yourself.
Every happy and lamentable moment always experienced by whatsoever human was, or volition be, experienced by yous."
"The Egg" (2009)