For disorder obstructs: besides, it doth disgust life, distract the appetities, and yield no true relish to the senses.
“When I come home, my daughter will run to the door and give me a big hug, and everything that's happened that day just melts away.”
“Absolute certainty is not something I strive for anymore. I've learned the hard way that destiny usually looks upon our most strident convictions with amusement, or perhaps even pity.”