…an age-old patter that seemed like chaos but was not…
The only thing I know for sure is how much I do not know.
…it will be a world made not bright but brighter, not clean but cleaner.
Humanity is a parade of fools, and I am at the front of it, twirling a baton.
Every journey has a destination, known or unknown.
For the likes of you, the path to happiness is one mean son of a bitch of a path.
If one’s friends do not openly laugh at him, they are not in fact his friends.