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.

You can't live in this world but there's nowhere else to go.

I clearly saw the skeleton underneath all this show of personality what is left of a man and all his pride but bones?

and nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old

Believe in the holy contour of life.

You have absolutely no regard but yourself and your damned kicks. All you think about is what's hanging between your legs and how much money or fun you can get out of people and then you just throw them aside. Not only that but you're silly about it. It never occurs to you that life is serious and that there are people trying to make something decent out of it instead of just goofing all the time.

There is universal substance which is divine substance because where else can it be?