What fun is there in being orderly? None. Rules are merely a fistful of conundrums, obstacles, and barriers knotted and twisted together for the sole purpose of sucking the last bit of fun out of every experience. I should think they’d be riddled with cracks given how many times they’re broken, and if I ever found out which fool keeps pasting them back together, I’d give him a good clobber with my walking stick.- Mad About the Hatter, Dakota Chase