The sage smirked. "You're cursed, you know. Stars, no-- galaxies will pass by you in the blink of an eye. What will you do when the universe settles down, and nothing is left?"
"There will never be nothing left."
A frown broke through his mischievous grin. "Then what will be left is just you, seething in your own loneliness. Even the most courageous and hopeful souls cannot stand against the infinite reaches of time."
"You are mistaken: I will never be alone. The memories etched into my mind will give me the strength to transform a lonely universe into something majestic -- even if it takes eternity."