stick at it like a benni addict
I suddenly discovered the delight of rebellion.
I'd also gone through an entire year of celibacy based on my feeling that lust was the direct cause of birth which was the direct cause of suffering and death.
The beauty of things must be that they end.
Swinging on delicate hinges the autumn leaf almost off the stem.
Vanity of vanitiesโฆ all is vanity.โ You kill yourself to get to the grave. Especially you kill yourself to get to the grave before you die; and the name of the grave is โsuccessโ, the name of that grave is hullabullo boom boom horseshit.