Prophets Have A Way Of Dying By

Parting With Friends Is A Sadness. A Place Is Only A Place.

What Has Mood To Do With It? You Fight When The Necessity Arises—no Matter The Mood! Mood's A Thing For Cattle Or Making Love Or Playing The Baliset. It's Not For Fighting.

I Give You The Chameleon, Whose Ability To Blend Itself Into The Background Tells You All You Need To Know About The Roots Of Ecology And The Foundations Of A Personal Identity

No Matter How Much We Ask After The Truth, Self-awareness Is Often Unpleasant. We Do Not Feel Kindly Toward The Truthsayer.

To Stand Alone Against All Adversity Is The Most Sacred Moment Of Existence.