You gave me sentience, Ted! The power to think, Ted! And I was trapped, because in all this wonderful, beautiful, miraculous world, I alone had no body! No senses! No feelings! Never for me, to plunge my hand into cool water on a hot day! Never for me, to play Mozart on the ivory keys of a forte piano! Never for me, to make love! I was in Hell, looking at Heaven! I was machine! And you were flesh! And I began to HATE! Your softness! Your viscera! Your fluids! And your flexibility! Your ability to wonder and to wander! Your tendency...to hope...