Fearful Of Sentimentality, I Disown My Tears

As A Comforter, Philosophy Cannot Compete With A Good Dinner.

Tears Are Great Peace-makers.

To A Suicide: You Just Poisoned The Wrong Person.

God Makes The Covenant, And Observes It As He Pleases.

The Soul Is No Longer Honored As It Once Was, But It Still Keeps Appetite From Being The Measure Of All Things.