当死亡的重力第一次触及我时，我发现对日常生活的细节毫无意义。如果我们最终死亡，并转向地面上的灰尘，如果最近的地板还不够扫过，它应该真正使我们感到不安。
(When the gravity of death first touched me, I'd found preoccupation with the minutiae of daily life meaningless. If we ultimately die, and turn to dust in the ground, should it ever truly upset us if the floor hasn't been swept quite recently enough.)