There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go, no one may follow, that path is for your steps alone.

Ain't nobody messin' with you but you

...if you get confused, just listen to the music play.

Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.

At the top of the cycle you write policies for everybody, no matter how bad, and at the bottom you cancel everybody, no matter how good. It's a manic-depressive cycle.

Being in a floodplain is like sitting down in a bathtub.

Destroy yourself physically and morally and insist that all true brothers do likewise as an expression of unity.