Nothing's that simple, not even things that are simply awful.

Roses are red Violets are blue Everything's possible Nothing is true.

In order to be able to make it, you have to put aside the fear of failing and the desire of succeeding. You have to do these things completely and purely without fear, without desire. Because things that we do without lust of result are the purest actions we shall ever take.

Nothing's that simple, not even things that are simply awful.

Culture is just a shambling zombie that repeats what it did in life; bits of it drop off, and it doesn't appear to notice.

You see, there's the way things seemed and then there's the way things were and one is so often the total reverse of the other.

Who imprisoned me here? Who keeps me here? Who can release me? Who's controlling and constraining my life except...me?