Everything in the world began with a yes. One molecule said yes to another molecule and life was born. But before prehistory there was the prehistory of prehistory and there was the never and there was the yes. It was ever so. I do not know why, but I do know that the universe never began.
The world's continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.
Things were somehow so good that they were in danger of becoming very bad because what is fully mature is very close to rotting