"They have now the expressions of indifference--of disinterest--without the prejudice--as if they say, 'Ach! those troubles of ours, three thousand eight hundred years in the B.C.--nearly come to six thousand years before now--Ach! those troubles,' say this philosophic-now lady and gentleman, of the House of Ptah of Babylonia--'such a silliness--those troubles and frets; it was not the while-worth that we should ever have sorrowed, because the scheme of time and creation is suchly big; had we grasped but its bigness, and the littleness of our span, should we have felt griefs? Nay, nay--_nit_,' like the street-youths say--would say the lady and gentleman now so passionless as to have philosophers become. And you, it should mean to you much. Humans are funniest when they weep and tremble before, like you say, 'the facts in the case.' Ha! I laugh to myself at them often when I observe. Their funniness of the beards and eyebrows, the bald head, of the dress, the solemnities of manner, as it were they were persons of weight. Ah, they are of their insignificance so loftily unconscious. Was it not great skill--to compel the admiration of the love-worthiest scientist--to create a unit of a numberless mass of units and then to enable it to feel each one the importance of the whole, as if each part were big as the whole? So you shall not fret I say. "If the fret invade you, you shall do well to lie out in the friendly space, and look at this small topspinning of a world through the glass that reduces. "Yes? You had thought it of such bigness--its concerns of a sublime tragicness? Yet see now, these funny little animals on the surface of the spinning-ball. How frantic, as if all things were about to eventuate, remembering not that nothing ends. So? Observe the marks of their silliness, their unworthiness. You have reduced the ball to so big as a melon, yes? Watch the insects run about in the craziness, laughing, crying, loving their loves, hating their hates, fearing, fretting--killing one the other in such funny little clothes, made for such funny little purpose precisely--falling sick over the money-losings--and the ball so small, but one of such many--as many stars under the earth, remember, as above it.