Sherlock Holmes and Watson were on a camping and hiking trip.
They had gone to bed and were lying there looking up at the sky. Holmes
said, "Watson, look up. What do you see? "Well, I see thousands of
stars." "And what does that mean to you?" "Well, I suppose it means that
of all the planets and suns and moons in the universe, that we are truly
the one most blessed with the reason to deduce theorems to make our way
in this world of criminal enterprises and blind greed. It means that we
are truly small in the eyes of God but struggle each day to be worthy of
the senses and spirit we have been blessed with. And, I suppose, at the
very least, in the meteorological sense, it means that it is most likely
that we will have another nice day tomorrow. What does it mean to you,
"To me, my dear Watson, it means someone has stolen our tent."