Do Not Trust People. They Are Capable

The Horse Respects And Obeys Man Because Its Large Eyes Magnify Everything, So Man Appears Much Larger Than The Horse Itself.

Come, Every Frustum Longs To Be A Cone, And Every Vector Dreams Of Matrices. Hark To The Gentle Gradient Of The Breeze: It Whispers Of A More Ergodic Zone.

Every Stink That Fights The Ventilator Thinks It Is Don Quixote.

You Climb To Reach The Summit, But Once There, Discover That All Roads Lead Down.

Cripple God, Who Always Desires More Than He's Able To Have, And Doesn't Always Realize This To Begin With. Who Has Built Clocks, But Not The Time That They Measure. Has Built Systems Or Mechanisms That Serve Particular Purposes, But They Too Have Outgrown These Purposes And Betrayed Them. And Has Created An Infinity That, From Being The Measure Of The Power He Was Supposed To Have, Turned Into The Measure Of His Boundless Failure.