Rescue someone unwilling to look after himself, and he will cling to you like a dangerous illness.
After desolation, grief brings back our humanity.
Language is the friendliest of the things from which we cannot escape.
Attacking a belief can be the first step toward embracing it.
Reclusive? The inner city will secure your privacy better than any desert cave.
Self-inflicted misery smirks under its crown of thorns.