We need it much more than the universe does.

The stars know how to prowl round one another without much damage done.
But you and I, dear reader, in the first conviction that you are me and that I am you, owing to the oneness of mankind, why, we are always falling foul of one another, and chewing each other's fur.
You are _not_ me, dear reader, so make no pretentions to it.

Don't get alarmed if _I_ say things.

It isn't your sacred mouth which is opening and shutting.

As for the profanation of your sacred ears, just apply a little theory of relativity, and realize that what I say is not what you hear, but something uttered in the midst of my isolation, and arriving strangely changed and travel-worn down the long curve of your own individual circumambient atmosphere.