It really is falling, isn’t it. It’s like letting yourself lean back, not knowing whether or not there’s anybody there to catch you. And then after you’ve been caught, you don’t know whether or not you’ll get dropped again. I wonder where ‘falling’ really came from, though.

“I’m falling in love”. I mean, who ever thought of that? Did somebody jump out a window and say “I’m falling for you”? [hemingway].

I don’t know.