I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256)

I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.

Sometimes there's not a better way. Sometimes there's only the hard way.

It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.

Observing and understanding are two different things.

I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.

I suppose you're right about some perspectives. Just a few weeks ago, I thought you were a dickhead.