Own blown; confess mess.
To every mess — except one — we assign a villain.
Agency makes a mess; morality fixes it.
Between our lines lie tangled vines.
Even the best pack a mess.
Stuck runs amuck.
The mess that may not be understood may nonetheless be stopped.
Ethos saves us from chaos.
A word can topple a kingdom; a line can bury it.
A hot mess beats a cold fish.