Something is going on here!
Uncertainty is inherently unsustainable. Eventually, everything either is or isn’t.
What Polly wants will always be a mystery to me.
We think we know what we’re doing, but really we have no clue.
I don’t know who I am. So how am I supposed to know what I want?
Even if you know the state of who you are today, you can’t predict who you’ll be tomorrow. You’re defined up to now, not beyond.
It’s not fair how easy it is to kill a spark. It’s a miracle love ever happens. If it’s not a myth.
It’s hard to predict when brittle materials will break.
Whether this is my end or a new beginning, I have no way of knowing. I have given myself over into the hands of strangers. I have no choice. It can’t be helped. And so I step up, into the darkness within or else the light.
That’s the trouble with gods, isn’t it? You never know if they’ll be there when you need them.[to Jester]
Perhaps we’re destined to follow a path none of us can see, only vaguely sense, as it takes our hand, guiding us towards the inevitable.
No one who promises big things knows what’s gonna happen. But, it’s the ride that counts.
