User:FlunkOut

Let dreamers dream what worlds they please;
Those Edens can't be found.
The sweetest flowers, the fairest trees,
Are ground in solid ground.

We're neither pure nor wise nor good;
We'll do the best we know.
We'll build our house and chop our wood,
And make our garden grow.

-- Voltaire, by way of Leonard Bernstein, Stephen Sondheim, et al.