Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it's the things you don't do, and you get screwed.
Until you find something to fight for, you settle for something to fight against.
You gain power by pretending to be weak.
Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is insomnia.
Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God flushed down the toilet.
To merely observe your culture without contributing to it seems very close to existing as a ghost.