I feel pretty good, but that ain't saying much — I could feel a whole lot better, if you were just here by my side to show me how. - Bob Dylan

Wagon Train was on. It seemed to be beaming in from some foreign country. I shut that off, too, and went into another room, a windowless one with a painted door — a dark cavern with a floor-to-ceiling library. I switched on the lamps. The place had an overpowering presence of literature and you couldn't help but lose your passion for dumbness.

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. You'd know what a drag it is to see you.

The world of research has gone berserk. Too much paperwork.