We ourselves will never know much of perpetuity. But we can get a faint inkling of what it’s like.

“I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw.”

“You're walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring and this sweet…”

“You're you, you see, and nobody else. You are you, right?”

“Holding this soft, small living creature in my lap this way, though, and seeing…”