This is not going to make too much sense to anyone, but one of the defining moments of my life (among many) arrived when playing Fable. I was on a tiny beach with a pier... looking out at the horizon: a pure, Platonic ideal of horizon, a line that transported me because it wasn't just a line. It must have been this serene power of one line and a few splashes of color to become a "real" place; I felt a moment of awe at nature. We can find nature and even Nature in math. I thought, "That means something. I have to remember it."