The human heart doesn't actually look very much like a valentine, but it is nevertheless a wondrous and beautiful muscle. About the size of a large pear, it begins to beat only a few weeks after conception, and then proceeds to pump forth the rhythm of our lives through every moment of our uterine and earthly existence....
OK, I don't talk that way, but referring to someone's uterine existence might have its uses in certain circles, I suspect. Hmmm. I'll have to think about this one...
The passage is on page 71 of the hardback.
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