John Kennedy TooleThe day before me is fraught with God knows what horrors.
About This Quote
In this quote, the speaker is afraid of the unknown. The unknown is a powerful concept. In fact, it’s so very powerful that it can change us. The unknown can make us afraid or it can make us hopeful.
It can make us feel helpless or it can give us hope. It is a powerful thing and we need to be aware of it if we want to be the best people we can be.
Source: A Confederacy Of Dunces
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