"What is it to wake up to the truth about reality? Is it to realize that we're made up of the same subatomic particles as a starfish or the stars? Is it to drop our preoccupation with ourselves and watch the walls between me and you, mine and yours disappear? As our supicious gaze softens, a clear view of the universe emerges. When we can see past superficial differences, we feel at home wherever we are. The world is no longer a room full of wary strangers but a vast cosmic block party to which everyone - and everything - is invited."

“Childhood is a strange country. It’s a place you come from or go to – at least in your mind. For me it has an endless, spellbound something in it that feels remote. It’s like a little sealed-vault country of cake breath and grass stains where what you do instead of work is spin until you’re dizzy.”