“The last one, the highest, the largest.”
“But I-330, it is absurd! Since the number of numbers is infinite, how can there be a last one?”
“And why then do you think there is a last revolution? There is no last revolution, their number is infinite.... The ‘last one’ is a children’s story. Children are afraid of the infinite, and it is necessary that children should not be frightened, so that they may sleep through the night.”
“But what is the use, what is the use of it all? For the sake of the Well-Doer! What is the use since all are happy already?”
“All right! Even suppose that is so. What further?”
“How funny! A purely childish question. You tell something to children, come to the very end, yet they will invariably ask you, ‘what further?’ and ‘what for?’”
“Children are the only courageous philosophers. And courageous philosophers are invariably children. One ought always to ask like children, ‘what further’?”
“Nothing further! Period. In the whole world evenly, everywhere, there is distributed....”
“Ah, ‘evenly!’ ‘Everywhere!’ That is the point, entropy! Psychological entropy. Don’t you as a mathematician know that only differences (only differences!), in temperature, only thermic contrasts make for life? And if all over the world there are evenly warm or evenly cold
bodies, they must be pushed off! ... in order to get flame, explosions! And we shall push!...”