You seemed to be mesmerized by this tin lighter.

Father: PAPA: You seemed to be mesmerized by this tin lighter. I'd like to know why. Well?



Mother: George, please. Matthew's our guest.



Father: No, no, I'm genuinely curious. I'd like to know why.



Matthew: I was just... I was fidgeting with Isabelle's lighter and I wasn't really realizing it then I noticed, and I thought it was rude so I put it down on the table. But I put it diagonally across one of these squares, do you see? Look. That's when I noticed that the lighter's length is exactly the same length as the diagonal itself. So I put it lengthwise, along the outside edge. Look. It fits there too.



Father: Yeah.



Matthew: But it fits there. And it fits like this, and like this, and this way, too. And I bet you if I just split it in half, you know, it's got to fit somewhere. I mean, it really fits anywhere. Look. See? I was noticing that the more you look at everything — this table, the objects on it, the refrigerator, this room, your nose, the world — suddenly, you realize that there's some sort of cosmic harmony of shapes and sizes. I was just wondering why. I don't know why that is. I know that it is.



Father: You have an interesting friend here. More interesting, I suspect, than you know. I mean, when we look around us, what is it we see? Le chaos, n'est-ce pas? Complete chaos. Yet viewed from above viewed, as it were, by God, everything suddenly fits together. My children believe that their demonstrations and sit-ins and happenings, what, they believe that these possess the capacity not only to provoke society, but also to transform it. 









 

You really do have the most beautiful pair of lips. Can I touch them?