I never know where I am going, though. That is part of what makes it so wonderful. And after all, who does?
Partisans fight on familiar territory with professed political objectives to conquer power. This is what distinguishes them from terrorists.
Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.

