What Gustave Flaubert says here, reminds me of what Neil Armstrong described what seeing the Earth was like from space. He said, "It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.". I was reading a chapter from a GCSE Physics textbook the other day, and it was discussing the Sun and how in our galaxy there are billions of other stars, and in the Universe there are billions of other galaxies. BILLIONS. That's NINE zeroes. Right now, being in London, I'm thinking about the Himalayas and how far away they are. How long it would take me to get to the top of Mount Everest say, and I am mind-blown. I'm thinking about our world and how there are corners of it that are untouched, that there is just SO much to see. Inside the four walls of my room, the vastness of the world doesn't strike me. But if I just walk over to the window, look out, and see the moon or the stars - I'm completely humbled. Just think of all of the space between you and them, and how many other people are gazing at the same thing. Can you imagine the size of the rest of everything?