The number of one's possible fantasies is inversely proportional to the amount of one's liquid assets. For him who has everything dreams are no longe… - Stanisław Lem

It’s what we wanted: contact with another civilization. We have it, this contact! Our own monstrous ugliness, our own buffoonery and shame, magnified as if it was under a microscope!

I hoped for nothing. And yet I lived in expectation. Since she had gone, that was all that remained. I did not know what achievements, what mockery, even what tortures still awaited me. I knew nothing, and I persisted in the faith that the time of cruel miracles was not past.

How do you expect to communicate with the ocean, when you can’t even understand one another?