At the same time that prudence demands attention to the future, peace refuses to appear in the mental room where it is present. The future, coldly analyzed, is the end and the possibility of the end. In a lower instance, it is the present uncertainty materializing into a nightmare. For there to be peace, there must be no apprehension, and apprehension can hardly be avoided when one glimpses tomorrow. In part, the tranquility of the Buddhist who has nothing and fears nothing is understandable; but unless there is a total break with attachments, something almost fanciful, it does not seem possible to be so and not also be irresponsible.