I keep thinking about these kids with no arms.

So I just kept going and going and going.

Levin, unnoticed by them, still lay on the haycock, looking, listening, and thinking.

I continued reading.

I kept reading.

I kept running.

I kept playing.

I kept digging.

I kept screaming.

I kept on talking.

I continued writing.

And so I went on.

I kept wondering Really?

Do you want me to continue?

I just kept going.

I just kept walking.

I kept climbing.

I continued texting.

I just kept screaming, I can't hear you!

And I kept making comics.

But persistent.

'Don't we, and didn't I, do just the same, when intellectually I sought for the meaning of the forces of nature and the purpose of human life?' he went on thinking.

I try to think.

I start thinking

I dared to think.

I kept talking to Tom.

But I carried on with my work.

And I kept asking myself these questions.

Though I am tired, I will work hard.

Although I was exhausted, I continued to work.

I want to think.

while I try to think.

I'm all through thinking, baby.

I haven't been able to think.

I used to think so.

I came up behind you hesitated went on

I want it to keep flying.

And I started to get excited about it and I just kept going.

It continued to rise.

I kept asking myself why I'm doing this.

But after my earlier encounter with Selma, now I feel quite paranoid and I keep wondering, even without the tour guides around, will the locals see me?

I'm too tired to think.

I'm too tired to think.

I cannot think any other way.

I've learned to think like Tom thinks.