"We're pretty sold at this point on the idea that the nature of thinking life is built on two pillars. What those are, however, is only easily discernible in retrospect.
Many minds have driven themselves mad trying to guess at it during their lifetimes. What do you like to do, tito?"

"I like to play. I like to walk. I like to look at the sun, the sky and the stars. I don't mind that it hurts my eyes."

"Over the unimaginable number of years that thinking beings like you and I have been around, the common question has always been our very nature. What differentiates us from the riff-raff of the world?
You must, of course, know that we're a product of thousands of years of grand experimentation. We weren't perfect on the first try. Heavens, the governing species of the world used to be
a race of giant, bipedal sycophants. They gave up their turn willingly, though they didn't know it at the time. They left us with black skies and red seas. But they're not especially interesting, anyway.
They were what anthropologists of today generally consider to be God's last great failure. Do you know what their grand, fatal flaw was?"
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