You weren't an accident. You weren't mass produced. You aren't an assembly-line product. You were deliberately planned, specifically gifted, and lovingly positioned on the Earth by the Master Craftsman.
"A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth."
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
"The rich are the scum of the earth in every country."
"I believe if I should die, and you were to walk near my grave, from the very depths of the earth I would hear your footsteps."
