Poetry is perhaps what teaches us to nurture the charming illusion: how to be reborn out of ourselves over and over again, and use words to construct a better world, a fictitious world that enables us to sign a pact for a permanent and comprehensive peace ... with life.
In the quest to understand quantum gravity, we are like children playing on the shore of a vast ocean, occasionally finding a smooth pebble or a pretty shell, while the great ocean of truth lies undiscovered before us.
