When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the whole world. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.
Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
It may make us more sensitive to what we do wrong and move us to repent and grow. But it may also lead to our setting unrealistically high standards for ourselves and for others. At least it's not pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. Thus, rather than floccinaucinihilpilification, I feel only elation, That's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Absolute power is kind of neat.