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“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And what do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”

I’ve been thinking about it, and that poem, that guy that wrote it. He meant you’re gold when you’re a kid. Like green. When you’re a kid everything’s new. Dawn. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That’s gold. Keep it that way, it’s a good way to be. I want you to ask Dally to look at one, I don’t think he’s ever seen a sunset. There’s still lots of good in the world.