A good friend is worth pursuing... but why would a good friend be running away?
If I had more skill in what I'm attempting, I wouldn't need so much courage
There's so much to learn and so much of it not worth learning.
Life may have no meaning. Or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.
Why does merely attempting to understand Reality so often seem to lead to going insane?
I am eagerly awaiting my next disappointment.