Granddad: Huey, say something deep. Huey: Huh? Granddad: I ain't got all day, boy. Be deep Huey: (sighs) Your pain is the breaking of the shell that enclosing your understanding. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity. Kahlil Gibran. (silence) Duey: Didn't rhyme.