The solution to your problem is to see who has it.

Don't waste time polishing the turd. It doesn't hold truth and it won't take a shine.

The best way to avoid eternity is to seek it.

There is a vast region of enormous potential located somewhere between your ears.

One thinks of a Whitman, Emerson, Thoreau, or Dickenson, not as engineers hard-pressed to reverse-engineer existence, but rather deeply contemplative and sensual individuals who wanted nothing more than to savor and celebrate the intricate flavors of, and their curiosity toward, existence.