Mistakes are at the very base of human thought, embedded there, feeding the
structure like root nodules. If we were not provided with the knack for
being wrong, we could never get anything useful done. We think our way
along by choosing between right and wrong alternatives, and the wrong
choices have to be made as often as the right ones. We get along in life
this way.
-- Lewis Thomas, The Medusa and the Snail
If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstore sells,
When you reach the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me,
Heroes often fail,
You won't read that book again, because
the ending is just too hard to take....
