“...the strands that connect us are frail, so don't hang great weights on slender wires...”
“The dreams of youth. So noble. So good. And heavy dreamsthey were- made frail only by their own weight.”
“If the great internet connects us all ... then why are so many of us becoming increasingly isolated?”
“On what slender threads do life and fortune hang… !”
“The heart of it all is mystery, and science is at best only the peripheral trappings to that mystery--a ragged barbed-wire fence through which mystery travels, back and forth, unencumbered by anything so frail as man's knowledge.”
“Not so long ago we were all a tightly knit group of friends. Too bad someone had ripped apart the stitches that held us together, unraveling the cozy blanket of our friendship and leaving just enough strands to hang ourselves with.”