It takes an intelligent man to make something out of rags and scraps. Hard work alone never made life amount to anything substantial. A bee spends a lifetime making honey. It’s a sucky job because it basically involves sucking the juice out of flowers. In the end, as Linkin Park said it doesn’t even matter. The bee never gets to taste the honey. If I were to spend a lifetime sucking flowers to make honey, I better be able to take some of that honey home, lather it on Nargis Fakhri’s cleavage and brush my face in it till it shines like a glazed donut. Otherwise, find someone else to suck flowers all their life making honey in a sweatshop make of wax. Find a bee. Bastards.