Who do you think you are?
I'm the Voice of Reason, Keeper of the Truth, and Guardian of the Light of Knowledge, 3rd class.
I'm not the hero I should be, I'm not the dog I was.
I'm part of the precipitate.
Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage.
I'm a man, a man by no means king of the road.
The cruelest lies are the deepest truths are the most laughable jests.
A clever saying proves nothing. An increduluous stare is not an argument. Current Mood: quixotic