When we look up into the clear night sky … We are looking into chaos, a vague cloud of solidified droplets, arranged in patterns that have no discernible regularity. But the relationship within this cloud, however irregular, however incomprehensible, seem to remain unchanged night after night, year after year, century after century, millennium after millennium; & gradually our skill at metaphor, our ability to see shapes where no shape is offered, enable us to shape even this final wilderness … Even if we get no further than the Plough, Cassiopeia, & Orion, their gratifying discernibility gives us a hold on the rest of the universe - Michael Frayn: The Human TouchThere must be lots of us around
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