—what gives us the right to stand against the stars?
—because under the vast sky... I've never considered myself unworthy. yes, the stars are colossal, but they have no thoughts or emotions

'ah alice, we can’t go home again. no surprise, really. only a very few find the way; and most of them don’t recognize it when they do. delusions, too, die hard. only the savage regard the endurance of pain as the measure of worth. forgetting pain is convenient. remembering it, agonizing. but recovering the truth is worth the suffering. and our Wonderland, though damaged, is safe in memory…for now.'

The only inevitable truth about humanity is that humanity's truth will change inevitably.