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in the grand scheme of the universe and the infinite galaxies and never ending space we are deluded and egotistical to think that our existence holds any relevance or value

“You sit and read your way through a book then close the book and put it on the shelf, and maybe, life being so short, you’ll die before you ever open that book again and its pages, the single pages, shut in the book on the shelf, will maybe never see light again, which is why I had to leave the shop, because the man who owned it was looking at me oddly, because I was doing the thing I find myself doing in all bookshops because of that maddening poem—taking a book off a shelf and fanning it open so that each page sees some light.”