" . . consider a world in which cause and effect are erratic.
sometimes the first precedes the second, sometimes the second the first. or, perhaps, cause lies forever in the past while effect in the future, but future and past are entwined . . a young woman sits near a fountain in Botanischer Garten. she comes here every Sunday to smell the white double violets, the muck rose, the matted pink gillyflowers.
suddenly, her heart soars, she blushes, she paces anxiously
she becomes happy for no reason.
days later she meets a young man and is smitten with love.
are the two events not connected?
but by what bizarre connection, by what twist in time, by what reversed logic ?

. . most people have learned to live in the moment.
the argument goes that if the past has uncertain effect on the present, there is no need to dwell on the past.
and if the present has little effect on the future, present actions need not be weighed for their consequence.
rather, each act is an island of time, to be judged on its own . .
it is a world of impulse. it is a world of sincerity .
it is a world in which every word spoken speaks just to that moment
every glance given has only one meaning, each touch has no past or future, each kiss is a kiss of immediacy . "


- excerpt Einstein's Dreams