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Now, I go to spread happiness to the rest of the station. It's a terrible responsibility, but I have learned to live with it.

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Physics tells us that for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. They hate us, we hate them, they hate us back. And so, here we are, victims of mathematics!

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The War. The humans, I think, knew they were doomed. Where another race would surrender to despair, the humans fought back with greater strength. They made the Minbari fight for every inch of space. In my life, I have never seen anything like it; They would weep, they would pray, they would say goodbye to their loved ones, and then throw themselves without fear or hesitation at the very face of death itself, never surrendering. No one who saw them fighting against the inevitable could help but be moved to tears by their courage. Their stubborn nobility. When they ran out of ships, they used guns, when they ran out guns they used knives and sticks and bare hands. They were magnificent. I only hope that when it is my time, I may die with half as much dignity as I saw in their eyes in the end.

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Ah, arrogance and stupidity all in the same package. How efficient of you.

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I think I'll stick my head in the station's fusion reactor. It would be quicker. And I suspect, after a while, I might even come to enjoy it. But this, this... this is like being nibbled to death by a... What are those Earth creatures called: feathers, long bill, webbed feet, go quack? Cats! Like being nibbled to death by cats!

 

Your friends need what you can be when you are no longer afraid – when you know who you are, and why you are, and what you want. When you are no longer looking for reasons to live, but can simply be.

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When we are born, we are allocated a finite number of seconds. Each tick of the clock slices off a piece of us.

Tick – a possibility for joy is gone.
Tock – a careless word ends one path, opens another.
Tick, tock, tick, tock – always running out of time.
Tick – you are alive.
Tock – ... well, it was a good life, but a short one.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock...

 

Delenn tells me that you are going to try contacting the First Ones. It is a magnificent idea! A daring and splendid idea! In doing so you will see things no human has seen before. It will be... fun!! Assuming you are not vaporised, dissected, or otherwise killed in an assortment of supremely horrible and painful ways. Exciting, isn't it?!!