the tiger in me, A Human Strategy, Matt Berry, aphorism 281

281
I just turn the key and the tiger in me leaps out, does whatever damage it pleases, and then trots back to its cage with that majestic presumption that I will feed it again for tomorrow’s romp.  And I do ... because I am nothing without this key.







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