When you’re seventeen, you smile like an idiot—that’s who you are, in essence. Your childhood, surrounded by prohibitions, is already over, but adulthood—inevitably burdened with obligations—hasn’t arrived yet. Around you, everything collapses: the structure of things breaks down, an atomic power station explodes, the empire cracks and falls apart into pieces—and you laugh like a madman, because you’re seventeen, your life is ahead of you, and you’re a happy idiot discovering yourself to the world and the world within yourself! What could be more captivating?!