I hope you live a wonderful life, and reach all your potentialsThink... we are floating here magically suspended in space and you do what you do.The vastnessof it all and the tip of a pinhead.
This most excellent canopy, the air, look you,this brave overhanging firmament,this magestical roof fretted with golden fire,while you ,Loanstew,appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapor.What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties! In form and moving how exoress and admirable.In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god!The Beauty of the world, the paragon of animals, yet to me.. what is this quintessence of dust?