No.Such.Thing

...we each have our reasons.

The least common of all senses.

But nothing screams it as loudly -or as wildly- as a full tank of gas.

Run to the water and find me there
burnt to the core, but not broken.

Still, if provoked, I'll make sure to contribute with mine.

The worst place, so to speak, to get lost in.

At least being lost in space keeps you busy.

Fortune cookies can't be wrong.

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Give me a break.

I do not yet know all the ways of Memory.

I only know that she means to be kind.

...and that's from a hundred year-old book I found.

...when you turn on the car stereo.

Even if some days I can actually feel it at the tip of my fingers.

The Guide is definitive. Reality is frequently inaccurate.

Douglas Adams, The Restaurant At The End Of The Universe.

Build a better mousetrap, and the world will beat a path to your door.

Ralph Waldo Emerson.

"...es que, al fin y al cabo, labura el que no sabe hacer otra cosa."

Me lo espetaron hoy en la cara, y todavía lo estoy pensando.

Is there such thing...?

Black. White. Light. Beauty.

Darkness. Vacuum.

Rainbows.