Wit: A Whim Followed By A Wham.

Life Just Keeps Unfolding, Ignoring Our Praise Or Blame.

Electricity, Water, Gas, And Steam Course Through The Walls Of My Building, Keeping It Alive.

Every Lover's Lament Has An Element Of Boasting.

We Worship The Aesthetic, But We Do Not Have Faith In It.

Insecurity Is Not Just A State Of Mind.