“Life isn't good, life isn't bad. Instead I'm floating on a turf somewhere in between.”
“Life isn't life if you just float through it.”
“This is some kind of life, isn't it? Something good happening inside something bad.”
“Halfway down the stairs, is a stair, where I sit. There isn't any, other stair, quite like, it. I'm not at the bottom, I'm not at the top; So this is the stair, where, I always, stop. Halfway up the stairs, isn't up, and isn't down. It isn't in the nursery, it isn't in the town. And all sorts of funny thoughts, run round my head: It isn't really anywhere! It's somewhere else instead!”
“Different isn't good or bad. It isn't a qualifier. It just is.”
“Somewhere, there, is an analogy, in a small way, if you have the patience for it. But I guess it isn't a very good anecdote. I'm better at animal stories.”