"You're beginning to see what's behind the surface of things."
"What you say about the parts having to belong together—that was a pretty good insight."
"Oh, come on now. I don't feel as if I'm accomplishing anything. I don't understand about myself or my past."
"I don't even know where my parents are, or what they look like."
"Do you know that when I see them in a flash of memory or in a dream the faces are a blur?"
"I want to see their expressions. I can't understand what's going on unless I can see their faces —" "Charlie, calm down."
People were turning to stare. She slipped her arm through mine and pulled me close to restrain me. "Be patient."
"Don't forget you're accomplishing in weeks what takes others a lifetime. You're a giant sponge soaking in knowledge."
"Soon you'll begin to connect things up, and you'll see how all the different worlds of learning are related."
"All the levels, Charlie, like steps on a giant ladder. And you'll climb higher and higher to see more and more of the world around you."
As we entered the cafeteria on Forty-fifth Street and picked up our trays, she spoke animatedly.
"Ordinary people," she said, "can see only a little bit. They can't change much or go any higher than they are, but you're a genius."
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