But there is something within me that breaks even more, because I think the world needs him, and expression needs him, and the nagging inner hypothesis that doesn’t quit, that lying behind that robust mind that explodes in carnivorous laughter is the ultimate artist of them all. Because if anyone should bring expression into the world, if anyone could compose a great beat and uplift the room in energy and see things in colors, well, it would be him, wouldn’t it?

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