The whole world had become almost like a living person, and it felt as if that person were Sophie herself. The world is me, she thought. The great big universe that she had often felt to be unfathomable and terrifying-was her own "I". Now, too, the universe was enormous and majestic, but now it was herself who was so big.
Could she really believe that everything was one divine "I"? Could she believe that she carried within her a soul that was a 'spark from the fire?' If it was true, then she was trully a divine creature.
-Sophie's World by Jostein Gaarder