‘So when that catastrophic thought tries to convince your three-pound sponge of flesh that the fate of the universe rests on your shoulders,’ ” River says, “ ‘remember that you’re just that one tiny dot clinging to that one spinning pebble.’ ” “ ‘And marvel at the fact that, of all the pebbles spinning around all the fiery specks,’ ” I say, “ ‘you get to share this pebble with these dots at this exact moment within infinity.’ ”
