Lindsey: Don’t tell me you’re seeing inside them again. (long pause) What are people like, on the inside?
Jeremy: Inside most people there’s a feeling of being separate, separated from everything.
Jeremy: And they’re not. They’re part of absolutely everyone, and everything.
Lindsey: Everything? I’m part of this tree? Part of my dog barking over fences? You’re telling me that I’m part of some fisherman in Italy, on some ocean I’ve never even heard of? There’s some guy, sitting on death row, I’m part of him, too?
Jeremy: You don’t believe me.
Lindsey: It’s hard to believe that. All of that.
Jeremy: That’s because you have this spot that you can’t see past. (Putting his finger on her forehead.) My grams and gramps had it, a spot where they were taught they were disconnected from everything.
Lindsey: So that’s what they’d see if they could? That they’re connected?
Jeremy: And how beautiful they really are. And that there’s no need to hide, or lie. And that it’s possible to talk to someone without any lies, with no sarcasms, no deceptions, no exaggerations or any of the things that people use to confuse the truth.
(A conversation from the movie Powder.)