Send your grain across the seas, and in time you will get a return. Divide your merchandise among seven or perhaps eight ventures, since you do not know what disasters are in store for the world. If the clouds are heavy with rain they will shed it on the earth; whether a tree falls south or north, it must lie as it falls. He who keeps watching the wind will never sow, and he who keeps his eye on the clouds will never reap.
— Ecclesiastes 11:1-4
There's a witch hunt coming, born out of all the American fears
There's a new purge coming, an inquisition for all of us here
— New Model Army, Christian Militia
"Then we will have tonight!" we said.
"Tomorrow- may we not be dead?"
The morrow touched our eyes, and found
Us walking firm above the ground,
Our pulses quick, our blood alight.
Tomorrow's gone- we'll have tonight!
— Dorothy Parker, On Cheating The Fiddler