But no, we cross, crisscross, and recross our old tracks like figure skaters.

Perpetual encagement endows any mirage of salvation with credibility.

As many truths as men. Occasionally, I glimpse a truer Truth, hiding in imperfect simulacrums of itself, but as I approach, it bestirs itself & moves deeper into the thorny swamp of dissent.

Any society's upper-crust is riddled with immorality, how else d'you think they keep their power? Reputation is king of the public sphere, not private. It is dethroned by public acts.

My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?

The weak are meat the strong do eat.

Go to hell, Willy, our souls eat poetry, but one has seven deadly sins to feed!