The words of Carl Sagan, who, as PZ Myers points out, was a poet.
"Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors, so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot."
It kind of puts things in perspective, and, to my mind, validates the struggles of all oppressed peoples, including the LGBT community around the world, against forces as ultimately insignificant as those who wish to dictate the terms of life on this tiny speck of dust we call home. Those who would appoint themselves moral emperors have no clothes, indeed. Our lives are not theirs to live.
Words of wisdom.