If We'd Put Them In A Vase

I Believe The Universe Wants To Be Noticed. I Think The Universe Is Inprobably Biased Toward The Consciousness, That It Rewards Intelligence In Part Because The Universe Enjoys Its Elegance Being Observed. And Who Am I, Living In The Middle Of History, To Tell The Universe That It-or My Observation Of It-is Temporary?

The Missing Piece In His Stomach Hurt So Much-and Eventually He Stopped Thinking About The Theorem And Wondered Only How Something That Isn't There Can Hurt You.

Nothing To Be Gained By Worrying Between Now And Then.

The Point Is That There Are Always Answers.

If I Had Cared About Her As I Should Have, As I Thought I Did, How Could I Have Let Her Go?