There is really no such creature as a single individual; he has no more life of his own than a cast-off cell marooned from the surface of your skin.


The Lives of a Cell. Antaeus in Manhattan


There is really no such creature as a single individual; he has no more life of his own than a cast-off cell marooned from the surface of your skin.

There is really no such creature as a single individual; he has no more life of his own than a cast-off cell marooned from the surface of your skin.

There is really no such creature as a single individual; he has no more life of his own than a cast-off cell marooned from the surface of your skin.

There is really no such creature as a single individual; he has no more life of his own than a cast-off cell marooned from the surface of your skin.