Why is it that the destruction of something created by humans is called vandalism, yet the destruction of something created by God is called development?

Society is like a stew. If you don't stir it up every once in a while then a layer of scum floats to the top.

Some lives are tragic, some ridiculous. Most are both at once.

What ideal, immutable Platonic cloud could equal the beauty and perfection of any ordinary everyday cloud floating over, say, Tuba City, Arizona, on a hot day in June?

I would like to evoke the sense of wonder and magic in the reader but without invoking the mystical, the supernatural or the transcendent.

Beauty is only skin deep; ugliness goes all the way through.

Metaphysics is a cobweb that the mind weaves around things.