How can you call it unreasonable when all I want is my own way?
One good thing about my computer: it never asks why.
We owe it to our past futile sacrifices to continue making further futile sacrifices.
It's hard letting go of the past, when there are no firm handholds in the future.
Hold on to me: Someday I may be quite valuable.
Why does merely attempting to understand Reality so often seem to lead to going insane?