Timidity Keeps Me Safe And Sad In

The Life Of Pleasure Breeds Boredom. The Life Of Duty Breeds Resentment.

A Small Boy Puts His Hand On The Wall, And Looks Down Intently As He Wriggles His Toes. The Birth Of Thought?

As A Child I Was Told By My Parents That I Was Happy, But I Did Not Believe Them.

Jargon: Any Technical Language We Do Not Understand.

Nobody Knows The Trouble I've Seen: Even Less, The Trouble I've Successfully Avoided.