Death should take more care with his paperwork.

Because life is complicated and difficult. Anyone who says otherwise hasn't truly lived.

Terrible errors are rarely made all at once. Usually they are performed one small misstep at a time.

Those who write are writers. Those who wait are waiters.

The wisest man knows he know nothing.

Quiet descended, a silence so consuming that even the drafty corridors ceased whistling. Bog wasn't certain where to look, so he solved the problem by plucking out his eyes and sticking them in a drawer.

To worry is to acknowledge that the world is unpredictable, and there is power in understanding one's own powerlessness at times. But too often worry takes on life of its own. Men are quite prone to this. They'll plague themselves with so many 'what if's and 'if only's that they soon forget to ponder the true possibilities before them. Which inevitably lead to poor decisions. Whatever happens will happen. Sometimes we have say over the future. Sometimes we don't. Either way, worrying alone never accomplishes anything.