How came it be (I ask) that the constituent elements comprising the universe took the form of you and I and flora and fauna aplenty? Even more perplexing: How came it that from out of the general soup arose this thing called consciousness? I mean, don’t talk to me about the problems surrounding explanations of gravity when we can’t even understand the nature of our own understanding.
Also, against everything my experiences have shown me over the past dozen years or so, I confess that I am still tempted to write another book. How crazy is that!