You are the authority on what is not possible, aren't you, Irene? They have got you looking so hard for any flaw that after a while that's all that you see. For whatever it's worth, I'm here to tell you that it is possible.
Eugene never suffered from the routine discrimination of a "utero".."faith birth" or "In-Valid" as we were called. A "Valid", a "vitro", a "made man", he suffered under a different burden. The burden…
They used to say that a child conceived in love has a greater chance of happiness. They don't say that anymore.
Jerome, Jerome, the metronome. I could play the piano by that heartbeat of his.
For someone who was never meant for this world I must confess I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving…
After all, there is no gene for fate.
You work so hard...and you do everything you can to get away from a place...and when you finally get your chance to leave...you find a reason to stay.