"I returned to civilization shortly after that and went to Cornell to teach, and my first impression was a very strange one. I can’t understand it any more, but I felt very strongly then. I sat in a restaurant in New York, for example, and I looked out at the buildings and I began to think, you know, about how much the radius of the Hiroshima bomb damage was and so forth . . . How far from here was 34th Street? . . . All those buildings, all smashed–and so on. And I would go along and I would see people building a bridge, or they’d be making a new road, and I thought, they’re _crazy_, they just don’t understand, they don’t _understand_. Why are they making new things? It’s so useless."
What a strange sensation.
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