Do you have to taste bitter to appreciate sweet? The further along the road I get, the more obvious it seems that there is no divine plan. Some of us only touch the hot stove once. There has to be a beginning, of course, and there's always that darn end. Neither money nor luck can change that.
If there's a purpose, it surely must be pleasure. Yours and everybody else's, too.
Adopt a dog. Fall in love. Sing with the birds.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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