“For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.”
―
T.S. Eliot,
Four Quartets
“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.______
Delicious Ambiguity.”
― Gilda Radner