Chocolate.

 Constancia, tranquilidad, amor, optimismo.
El deber como concepto de riesgo, algo así como el pensador que jamás contestó una pregunta. Los abrazos contrarrestan el dolor y el miedo, y me hacen querer dibujar. El mundo está hecho de juicios y percepciones, no de cosas. En realidad somos como los demás, y no entiendo cuál es el sentido de la vida y del legado.

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"I like people who don't smile. Ever. And I like people who smile. I like hair that goes on and on. I love food. Today, Ainsley, I've brought some things for the cook to cook. Oh. In some ways I love... everything. It's less of a thing than like. Less distinct. Less particular. I like things that I like, but I love everything. There's more choice in like. Because even the worst things have things to love in them. I love things so much, I feel like I can float away. I hate shoes. I hate people who change their voices when they say something important. I hate my thighs. I hate war. I hate swimming costumes that cling. I hate dripping taps. But... I also sort of love dripping taps. I hate invitations. I hate radiators. I hate this. Wow, sorry, Dr. Stock."