And when your sorrow is comforted time soothes all sorrows you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure…
The photograph is literally an emanation of the referent. From a real body, which was there, proceed radiations which ultimately touch me, who am here.
Survival can be summed up in three words—never give up. That's the heart of it really. Just keep trying.
The mind can be considered as a physical symbol system.