This attempt to isolate cell constituents might have been a failure if they had been destroyed by the relative brutality of the technique employed. But this did not happen.

We have entered the cell, the Mansion of our birth, and started the inventory of our acquired wealth.

The cell, over the billions of years of her life, has covered the earth many times with her substance, found ways to control herself and her environment, and insure her survival.

My life has been nothing but a failure.

This familiarity with a respected physician and my appreciation of his work, or the tragedy I experienced with the long, tormented agony and death of my mother might have influenced me in wanting to study medicine. It was not the case.

Philosophers play with the word, like a child with a doll. It does not mean that everything in life is relative.