The nuclear bomb let itself be known on the blackboard. He surveyed it in its diminutive form, and said before swiftly erasing the very idea from reality, "I think it's all madness myself". The whimsy was almost staggering, and I was glad that I was the only one who seemed to pick it up. For that second, I fixed my stare upon him - his greying beard, those thick, dignified glasses, and the endearing paces he made back and forth between nowhere. Everything combined in a dizzying fraction of a second, and, if only for that moment, it seemed like things were possible.