The vault is sown thick with them, the vault is alive with them, trembles with them, quivers with them! And through their midst rises a broad belt of their like, uncountable for number—rises and flows up into the sky, from the one horizon, and pours across and goes flooding down to the other—a stupendous arch, made all of glittering vast suns diminished to twinkling points by the awful distance—and where is that colossal planet of mine? It's in that Belt—somewhere, God knows where!

~ Mark Twain (1835-1910)
From Three Thousand Years among the Microbes

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