One day, as your ladyship was playing on the harpsichord to my master, Mr Jones was sitting in the next room, and methought he looked melancholy. La! says I, Mr Jones, what's the matter? a penny for your thoughts, says I.
... for centuries, for millennia, what are your thoughts?" And then, I paraphrase, but Isaac ...
... You use a lot of stories to bring your thoughts to life. ...