Now walking outside, her hands quake, and her heart quivers and quakes, and there is a quivering and quaking in her chest and heart, from the whole world breathing on her, and she had never known that it was all so alive. She never knew that through her entire life she was walking in the spirit of everything, and that the whole world—trees and breezes and leaves and air—was just as alive as her father had been.
