In my opinion, the existence of life is an overrated phenomenon. Look around you. Mars does perfectly well without a single microorganism. It is an ever-changing topographical map, flowing and moving around the pole in waves 10,000 years wide. Tell me, what benefit would a pipeline bring to this landscape? Or a shopping mall? Miracles. Events as unlikely to occur as oxygen turning to gold. I long to see something like that, and yet I forget that in human mating millions of cells compete to create a single life, generation after generation, until finally your mother loves a man, a man she had every reason to hate, and from that contradiction, against all odds, you, only you, emerged. Extracting specific form from this chaos is like air turning to gold. A miracle. – Doctor Manhattan