Normally I’d say that I can’t believe I didn’t know about these critters, but the plain fact is that you could spend your life finding these things out and not know them all. After all, there are doubtless things just as strange about which no human knows.

How often we as humans think that life is ‘meaningless’ or that the world is ‘doomed’. If beauty is meaning, if the breadth and insistent diversity of life is sufficient Mystery, then such pessimism is not only silly, but so is our entire view on life. How can we think to give up on a world that is too large for us to have?