This Is The Language Of The World

You Can't Be Happy Unless You're Unhappy Sometimes".

Perfection Is A Promise, And A Reassurance That We Are Not Wrong.

Chance. Stupid, Dumb, Blind Chance. Just A Part Of The Strange Mechanism Of The World, With Its Fits And Coughs And Starts And Random Collisions.

Amor Deliria Nervosa. The Deadliest Of All Deadly Things.

That's When You Realize That Most Of It-life, The Relentless Mechanism Of Existing-isn't About You. It Doesn't Include You At All. It Will Thrust Onward Even After You've Jumped The Edge. Even After You're Dead.