We are born by accident into a purely random universe.
I find the world and all it contains extremely fascinating. Is this sinful?
Having lost our present and our future, we had of necessity to bend all our endeavors to the past, which no one could take from us if only we were vigilant enough.
Living, we fret. Dying, we live. I’ll keep that in mind. I’ll be of good cheer.
Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting.
Unacceptable, maybe. But not unthinkable. Nothing's unthinkable once somebody's thought it.