Try Again. Fail Again. Try Better.

To Have Been Always What I Am - And So Changed From What I Was.

[t]he Syndrome Known As Life Is Too Diffuse To Admit Of Palliation. For Every Symptom That Is Eased, Another Is Made Worse. The Horse Leech's Daughter Is A Closed System. Her Quantum Of Wantum Cannot Vary.

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Ah, The Old Questions, The Old Answers, There's Nothing Like Them!