I Don't See,' I Said, 'how People

How Many Different Deaths I Can Die?

I Must Be Lean & Write & Make Worlds Beside This To Live In.

I Took A Deep Breath And Listened To The Old Bray Of My Heart. I Am. I Am. I Am.

How Frail The Human Heart Must Be - A Mirrored Pool Of Thought.

I Knew Chemistry Would Be Worse, Because I'd Seen A Big Card Of The Ninety-odd Elements Hung Up In The Chemistry Lab, And All The Perfectly Good Words Like Gold And Silver And Cobalt And Aluminum Were Shortened To Ugly Abbreviations With Different Decimal Numbers After Them.