I Thought I'd Explained It Clearly Before.

It’s Awful. No Privacy, No Secrets. Everything You’re Ashamed Of, Laid Out For Everyone To See.

Because When I Thought Of Him, Of His Voice, His Hypnotic Eyes, The Magnetic Force Of His Personality, I Wanted Nothing More Than To Be With Him Right Now.

Hey, Do You Know What You Call A Blond With A Brain?" I Asked, And The Continued On The Same Breath, "a Golden Retriever." I've Heard That One, Too," She Said, No Longer Smiling. I'll Keep Trying." I Promised.

We Value The Individual. We Probably Put Too Much Emphasis On The Individual, If It Comes Right Down To It. How Many People, In The Abstract, Would...let's Say Paige....how Many People Would She Sacrifice To Keep Andy Alive? The Answer Wouldn't Make Any Sense If You Were Looking At The Whole Of Humanity As Equals.

She Looked Around Herself, Disoriented, Like She’d Forgotten We Were At Lunch. Like She’d Forgotten We Were Even At School-surprised That We Were Not Alone In Some Private Place. I Understood That Feeling Exactly. It Was Hard To Remember The Rest Of The World When I Was With Her.