For a time they stood there dumbstruck, as if witnessing a miracle, watching the endless stream of snowflakes sailing silently through the night. “How beautiful the universe is!” Necip whispered. “What would you say is the most beautiful part of life?” Ka asked. There was a silence. “All of it!” said Necip, as if he were betraying a secret. “But doesn’t life make us unhappy?” “We do that to ourselves. It has nothing to do with the universe or its creator.”
