Lydia

“I was having a little vision problem.”
“Oh no.” Creigh leaned in closer to him and peered intently
into his eyes, as if her supermom powers could see right
through his corneas and to the issue at hand.
“What‟s wrong?”
“I couldn‟t see myself going to work today.”
― Lena Matthews, Happily Even After

“What piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable in action, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?”
― William Shakespeare, Hamlet