The infinite monkey theorem suggests that an infinite number of monkeys hitting keys at random on an infinite number of keyboards for an infinite amount of time will eventually provide the greatest work in all of humanity. The theory is simple: toss in enough randomness for long enough, and eventually the stars will align.
I have been through an infinite number of mock drafts written by an infinite number of dratniks for what certainly feels like an infinite length of time. Today, I found a work of pure beauty. Better than Dostoevsky. Better than Tolstoy. Better than Dean Koontz.