The Myth That Everyone Once Read Great

I Don't Want To See Anyone. I Lie In The Bedroom With The Curtains Drawn And Nothingness Washing Over Me Like A Sluggish Wave. Whatever Is Happening To Me Is My Own Fault. I Have Done Something Wrong, Something So Huge I Can't Even See It, Something That's Drowning Me. I Am Inadequate And Stupid, Without Worth. I Might As Well Be Dead.

Moira Was Like An Elevator With Open Sides. She Made Us Dizzy.

You're Dead, Cordelia.' No I'm Not. 'yes You Are. You're Dead. Lie Down.

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Science Is A Tool, And We Invent Tools To Do Things We Want. It's A Question Of How Those Tools Are Used By People.