“He hoped that all understanding might be as simple as a matter of scale. If a man had not a week, not a year, not even a lifetime – if he had millennia, aeons – all the seemingly erratic movements of heavenly bodies and earthly vicissitudes would turn out to have meaning. Some kinds of order were too vast for a human to know. But below the chaos of a single human life, you could trust that a cosmic breve was sounding.”
