We Are More Curious About The Meaning

I Pissed On The Man Who Called Me A Dog. Why Was He So Surprised?

Aren't You Ashamed, You Who Walk Backward Along The Whole Path Of Existence, And Blame Me For Walking Backward Along The Path Of The Promenade?

People Who Talk Well But Do Nothing Are Like Musical Intruments; The Sound Is All They Have To Offer.

By Worrying As Little As Possible About Fame.

If I Lack Awareness, Then Why Should I Care What Happens To Me When I Am Dead?