The Spirit Was Willing But The Flesh

I Still Haven't Quite Got Used To Eating Live Fish.

We Are Only What We Know, And I Wished To Be So Much More Than I Was, Sorely.

People Are Obscenities. Would Rather Be Music Than Be A Mass Of Tubes Squeezing Semisolids Around Itself For A Few Decades Before Becoming So Dribblesome It'll No Longer Function.

Power, Time, Gravity, Love. The Forces That Really Kick Ass Are All Invisible.

Souls Cross Ages Like Clouds Cross Skies, An' Tho' A Cloud's Shape Nor Hue Nor Size Don't Stay The Same, It's Still A Cloud An' So Is A Soul. Who Can Say Where The Cloud's Blowed From Or Who The Soul'll Be 'morrow? Only Sonmi The East An' The West An' The Compass An' The Atlas, Yay, Only The Atlas O' Clouds.