Few writers make me want to weep as consistently as Carl Sagan: his hope and joy in our species bounded by the sad knowledge that we are continually at risk of not living to our potential, at short-changing ourselves and the planet through greed and pride. His words and his voice touch in me the same hope and joy and sadness every time. Yet, at the heart of it all is the belief that we will succeed, that we will learn, that we will grow.
And that someday, our children’s children’s children’s children might fly among the stars.
via Daring Fireball