<blockquote><small>… when people do attempt</small> to imagine <big>what heaven would be like,</big> <small>it consists of precisely the things that</small> bring us such <big><big>pain</big></big> <small>and</small> <big><big>boredom</big></big> <small>and</small> <big><big>discontentment</big></big> in life—<small>whether it is</small> "streets paved with gold" <small>or</small> having eternal sex on a bed of puffy clouds. We're <i><big>unable to conceive</big></i> of <big>anything else.</big> <small>—[[Arthur_Schopenhauer|Schopenhauer]]</small></blockquote>
