This sense of my own weakness and emptiness comforts me. I feel myself a mere speck of dust lost in space, yet I am part of that endless grandeur which envelopes me. I could never see why that should be cause for despair, since there could very well be nothing at all behind the black curtain. ― Gustave Flaubert, Correspondance. (Gallimard Education, October 1, 1998) Originally published January 1st 1971.