"I was continuing to shrink, to become... what? The infinitesimal? What  was I? Still a human being? Or was I the man of the future? If there  were other bursts of radiation, other clouds drifting across seas and
continents, would other beings follow me into this vast new world? So  close - the infinitesimal and the infinite. But suddenly, I knew they  were really the two ends of the same concept. The unbelievably small and
the unbelievably vast eventually meet - like the closing of a gigantic circle. I looked up, as if somehow I would grasp the heavens. The  universe, worlds beyond number, God's silver tapestry spread across the
night. And in that moment, I knew the answer to the riddle of the  infinite. I had thought in terms of man's own limited dimension. I had  presumed upon nature. That existence begins and ends in man's
conception, not nature's. And I felt my body dwindling, melting,  becoming nothing. My fears melted away. And in their place came  acceptance. All this vast majesty of creation, it had to mean something.
And then I meant something, too. Yes, smaller than the smallest, I meant something, too. To God, there is no zero. I still exist"

Richard Matheson, The Incredible Shrinking Man