Pain Narrows Consciousness; Pleasure Blurs It.

Reason Argues The Case, But Fact May Determine The Judgment.

Pride Sings And Dances; Humility Sighs.

We Often Disguise Our Reflexes As Deliberate Actions.

Our Detachments Move Us Toward Freedom And Death.

As I Criss-cross The City Hurrying, I Feel Always The Unchanging Cold Beneath The Pavement.