By the time I was 9, I had the conviction that everybody in the world was an artist except plumbers or people who delivered groceries.
I know a man who gave up smoking, drinking, sex, and rich food. He was healthy right up to the day he killed himself.
Now where there are no parts, there neither extension, nor shape, nor divisibility is possible. And these monads are the true atoms of nature and, in a word, the elements of things.