A excerpt from the closing monologue for Cosmos, Episode 9:
No matter where we hail from, or who our parents were, we are descended from the hardy survivors of unimaginable catastrophes. Each of us is a runner in the longest and most dangerous relay race there ever was, and at this moment, we hold the baton in our hands…
Each of us is a tiny being riding on the outermost skin of one of the smaller planets for a few dozen trips around the local star… That we understand even a little of our origins is one of the great triumphs of human insight and courage. Who we are and why we are here can only be glimpsed by piercing together something of the full picture, which must encompass eons of time, millions of species, and a multitude of worlds.
In this perspective, it’s not surprising that we’re a mystery to ourselves and that, despite our manifest pretension, we are far from being masters of our own little house… What happens here, in countless ways both large and small, is being written by us. Right now.