There are more stars known to exist right now than the total number
of all the grains of sand on every beach in the entire world. With
those kinds of odds, it would seem downright naive for someone to
go to a beach in, say, some out-of-the-way inlet in Baffin Bay, stoop
to pick up only one tiny grain of sand, and declare that that grain
alone was the only place where life could exist.
-- Hugh Downs
Related:
The beach was a beach we shall not name, because his private house
was there but it was a small sandy stretch somewhere along the hundreds
of miles of coastline that runs west from Los Angeles, which is
described in the new edition of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"
in one entry as "junky, wunky, lunky, stunky, and what's that other
word, and all kinds of bad stuff, woo," and in another, written only
hours later as "being like several thousand square miles of American
Express junk mail, but without the same sense of moral depth....
