The centripetal force on our planet is still fearfully strong. I have a longing for life, and I go on living in spite of logic. Though I may not believe in the order of the universe, yet I still love the sticky little leaves as they open in spring. I love the blue sky. I love some people, whom one loves, you know, sometimes without knowing why… I shall be happy in my tears, I shall steep my soul in emotion… It’s not a matter of intellect or logic, it’s loving with one’s insides, with one’s stomach.