We are all born as molecules in the hearts of a billion stars.  Molecules that do not understand politics, or policies, or differences.  Over a billion years we foolish molecules forget who we are, and where we came from.  In desperate acts of ego, we give ourselves names; we fight over lines on maps; and pretend that our light is better than everyone else’s.  The flame reminds us of the piece of those stars that lives on inside us; the spark that tells us, you should know better.  The flame also reminds us that life is precious, as each flame is unique.  When it goes out, it’s gone forever, and there will never be another quite like it. - Delenn