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.

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

The wisest man knows he know nothing.

In the middle of nowhere, along a quiet stretch of road, the diner dreamt of the hungry dead. And of two men.

He gives me the hairy eyeball, and asks me to help him find his pancreas.

Death should take more care with his paperwork.

All coincidences are Odd. That's what makes them coincidences.