Minds are like parachutes. Just because you've lost yours doesn't mean you can borrow mine.
Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who run naked through your neighborhood at night, screaming “Kenneth, what is the frequency? The Department of Commerce planted microchips in my brain!”
Disaster awaits those who ignore hidden threats. We trust you'll find this sufficiently motivating.