Simplicity is a strict taskmaster.
Like a frog, the aphorist waits for something to fly by that he can catch with his tongue.
Self-pity makes people callous.
In middle age, I practiced feeling old, but the real thing has been a rude surprise.
Reclusive? The inner city will secure your privacy better than any desert cave.
Transcendence is something between a metaphor and a miracle.