There is much worth noticing that often escapes the eye.

You see, years ago I was just an ordinary bee minding my own business, smelling flowers all day, and occasionally picking up part-time work in people's bonnets. Then one day I realized that I'd never amount to anything without an education and, being naturally adept at spelling, I decided that—

He paused again as a tear of longing rolled from cheek to lip with the sweet-salty taste of an old memory.

Since you got here by not thinking, it seems reasonable to expect that, in order to get out, you must start thinking.

...I'll continue to see things as a child. It's not so far to fall.

The way you see things depends a great deal on where you look at them from.

But just because you can never reach it, doesn’t mean that it’s not worth looking for.