In order to deviate successfully, one has to have at least a passing acquaintance with whatever norm one expects to deviate from.

Outdoors for me is walking from the car to the ticket desk at the airport

I searched for years I found no love. I'm sure that love will never be a product of plasticity.

Is this something new, having people stomp on you? Is it what I need to do for your pleasure?

Communism doesn't work because people like to own stuff.

Stupidity has a certain charm - ignorance does not.

Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid.