So the next day the duck comes in again. Indecision is the key to flexibility. There is always one more SOB than you counted on. You can't tell which way the train went by looking at the tracks. There is absolutely no substitute for a genuine lack of preparation.
Happiness is merely the remission of pain.
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be. Sometimes too much to drink is not enough. The facts, although they may be interesting, are irrelevant. The careful application of terror is also a form of communication. There's an axe in my head.