"How comes the world to be here at all instead of the nonentity which might be imagined in its place?...One need only shut oneself in a closet and begin to think of the fact of one's being there, of one's queer bodily shape in the darkness (a thing to make children scream at, as Stevenson says), of one's fantastic character and all, to have the wonder steal over the detail as much as over the general fact of being, and to see that it is only familiarity that blunts it. Not only that anything should be, but that this very thing should be, is mysterious!...Philosophy stares, but brings no reasoned solution, for from nothing to being there is no logical bridge...All of us are beggars here, and no school can speak disdainfully of another or give itself superior airs."
- William James (1842 - 1910)