When we encounter insidious maladies, we fashion tortuous cures.
Cancer is a deranged emperor giving crazed orders to a rampageous army.
Cancer crosses all motes, storms all castles.
Malignant; get indignant.
Slash the mass; chem the thing.
Fiend friend, delays the end.
Chem it; damn it; hack it; slam it.
Math it; cure it.
Cancer is an excess; hope is a norm.
The clonal bout, the charnel house, the backdoor out.
Fearful to have; terrible to witness; excruciating to treat; joyful to cure.
In the end, the only magic bullet is love.
Modern Thought Proverbs, Aphorisms and Epigrams 