Rock Is Much More Malleable Than Ideas.

Atoms Have A Nucleus, Made Of Protons And Neutrons Bound Together. Around This Nucleus Shells Of Electrons Spin, And Each Shell Is Either Full Or Trying To Get Full, To Balance With The Number Of Protons-to Balance The Number Of Positive And Negative Charges. An Atom Is Like A Human Heart, You See.

Beauty Was The Promise Of Happiness, Not Happiness Itself; And The Anticipated World Was Often More Rich Than Anything Real.

And In This Curious State I Had The Realization, At The Moment Of Seeing That Stranger There, That I Was A Person Like Everybody Else. That I Was Known By My Actions And Words, That My Internal Universe Was Unavailable For Inspection By Others. They Didn't Know. They Didn't Know, Because I Never Told Them.

You Can Only Kill Disappointment With A New Try.

All The Repetitions In The Pattern Were Superficial; The Moment Was Always New. It Had To Be Lived, And Then The Next Moment Embraced As It Arrived.