Still love physics

If you're alone in this world, what will you do? You ponder about the world around you in general, and the sky above in particular.

Then a book is dropped from the sky onto your head. You read it. You come to learn that there's a guy known as Einstein in the other world, and his general theory of relativity, although not taking quantum mechanics into account, can describe a lot of extreme behaviour in the cosmos.

You're fascinated, so you dig into the mathematical details, so impressed, until you discover you're not alone in the world. They bother you with their problems. And their problems create yours too.

So, you drop the book on the ground and tell yourself, I'll come back to it later. You have to be out in the world before you are out of the world, otherwise what's the use of living? People are all that matter.

After all, a monotonic life is not what one desires. Who don't want to be regularly delighted by people around you? But then, the culture is just too bad for this to happen.

Renaissance men are blessed. They have a healthy mix of science and arts. And in there, they found themselves living in a better class of people.

I admire them.