When you're young you pray, "Oh just let me be in her, that's all I want, I won't move, I promise not to move."; Then God lets you be in her, and it's heaven, you think, and you think, "How can I keep from moving?"—and you move. You can't anyway keep from moving because now moving is heaven. And as you move you think, "If only I could keep from moving this might last—I might stay in heaven." But you move, and she moves, and it's over.