Nature rewards me: it’s true, it’s just a little play of mine, things that come to me. I can’t read Nature’s thoughts, that is, if she has prepared this red carpet because she was waiting for me. I am sure that Nature does not have the same categories as I do, and I am pushing Nature into the funnel of my thinking. When I think about this, I see that Nature thinks bigger, has a bigger picture than I can imagine. For now, I thank her even for these childish thoughts: we are not immediately made men!