Adverbs are a sign that you've used the wrong verb.
The interior life is often stupid.
You can't test courage cautiously, so I ran hard and waved my arms hard, happy.
Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.
We are here to bring to consciousness the beauty and power that are around us and to praise the people who are here with us.
[Insects] are not only cold-blooded, and green- and yellow-blooded, but are also cased in a clacking horn. They have rigid eyes and brains strung down their backs. But they make up the bulk of our comrades-at-life, so I look to them for a glimmer of companionship.