What's the world without chaos? Isn't life just so dreadfully boring if there's nothing around to take you for a ride? In lack of chaos there is nothing but order, boring, stupid, bland order.

While trapped in his stone body, Discord finds away to make the slightest advances into the corporeal world.

All it takes is a little chaos to set oneself free.

All it takes is a little touch.

At the beginning of every rose there is a seed that waits to grow and bear thorns.