I believe the common denominator of the Universe is not harmony, but chaos, hostility and murder.
When you are born and put into your crib, the whole world sticks their heads over the tops of the bars. They give you a name and they have all sorts of different ideas about you.
But your task is to become something much more unique and surprising than anyone your parents could ever imagine you to be. You have to know that the life you have is completely yours.
Heather O’Neill, The Girl Who Was Saturday Night (via basicquotations)