You know" - Hale's breath was warm against Kat's ear in the chilly ballroom- "I don't know that both of us really have to be here. . . . " The slide changed. While hundreds of mathematicians waited with baited breath, the boy beside Kat whispered, "I could go make some calls. . . check on some things. . . " "Play some blackjack?" "Well, when in Rome. . . " "Rome is tomorrow, babe," Kat reminded him. He nodded. "Right.
The ultimate wisdom which deals with beginnings, remains locked in a seed. There it lies, the simplest fact of the universe and at the same time the one which calls faith rather than reason.