Down that path lies madness. On the other hand, the road to hell is paved with melting snowballs.

One operator is no big deal. That can be fixed in a jiffy.

You can’t change the past. You can’t even change the future, in the sense that you can only change the present one moment at a time, stubbornly, until the future unwinds itself into the stories of our lives.

Though I'll admit readability suffers slightly.

A journey of a thousand miles continues with the second step.

To be a good artist, you have to serve the work of art and allow it to be what it is supposed to be.

Lisp has all the visual appeal of oatmeal with fingernail clippings mixed in.