Where does it come from? This quest, this need to solve life's mysteries when the simplest of questions can never be answered? Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. Not delivering, not yearning. That's not human nature. Not the human heart. That is not why we are here.------------------------------------------------
Peter: Do you ever get the feeling like you were meant to do something extraordinary?
Mohinder: I'm driving a car, you may have noticed.
Peter: I'm not taking about what you do, I'm talking about who you are. I'm talking about being special.
Mohinder: Yes, we are all special.
Peter: That's not what I meant.
Mohinder: Some individuals, it is true, are more special. This is natural selection. It begins as a single individual, born or hatched, like every other member of their species, anonymous, seeminly ordinary, except they're not. They carry inside them the genetic code that will take their species to the next evolutionary rung. It's destiny.
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This quest, this need to solve life's mysteries. In the end, what does it matter when the human heart can only find meaning in the smallest of moments? They're here, among us. In the shadows, in the light. Everywhere. Do they even know yet?
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