There was silence.
We sat there feeling bleak and cold, and for no reason at all, the
icy sea-green opening bars of Debussy's "La Mer" ran through my head.
I thought: "I'm proud to be a human--not because I think or I am,
but because I can feel. Because humanity can reach out to us across
centuries, from the past or future, from facts or imagination, and
touch us--move us."