We can forget the past and start over! Every other day.

Why do we sound like revolution to me?

Why must we be old news in a new cycle?

Full stop. I'm surrounded! I'm surrounded!

It's a technicality, alright?, I know, it's a formality, alright?

I know nine digits and they know eleven.

Why have I become a skeptic?

I am not myself. Who, then? There are aliens next door.

The gods taunt me from the stairway to heaven.

Don't look back! Or be turned to diamonds.

Why be pointless and beautiful?

It's the way markets work. This isn't realistic!

Lofty, lofty words. I must match them! How dare they be so far ahead!

Why am I an in'betweener? It's not original.

I might have been remarkable, I might've been.

What do you mean, white starch dresses? What do you mean, reason?

What have you got to say for yourself? I prevail.

My eyes ache from clarity. I must be a prophetess.

Laugh, dears! I don't know you. I am being ridiculous by fault on purpose.

I have found skill in too many facets. Higher!

I am not a master of anything, and shall never be.

Hope to Science that omniscience will exist!

Seven theory will never be appeased but six theory might.

I do not know how to write a sonnet. Teach me, Miss!

Teach me, Monsieur! I want everything you know.

I see myself wanting everything. I will get it somehow.

Different attitudes, you see? As a seven.

I know what is happening here, and no, I have no desire to control it.