God grant me the SERENITY to accept what I cannot change, the TENACITY to change what I may, and the GOOD LUCK not to fuck up too often.
Alone. Yes, that’s the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn’t hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym…
“Sad to see a man’s faith fail. Ah, well…”
Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice cream.