The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not. - Cormac McCarthy

What discordant vespers do the tinker's goods chime through the long twilight and over the brindled forest road, him stooped and hounded through the windy recrements of the day like those old exiles who divorced of corporeality and enjoined ingress of heaven or hell wander forever the middle warrens spoorless increate and anathema.

I've seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.

There is for a man two things in life that are very important, head and shoulders above everything else. Find work you like, and find someone to live with you like. Very few people get both.