As desire recedes, the world becomes clear, pale, and empty.
Sacred texts always offend reason.
Indifference creates an artificial peace.
I do not remember joy or sorrow in childhood, but listening for clues.
The laughter of the aphorism is sometimes triumphant, but seldom carefree.
The worship of Mammon may be vulgar or immoral, but it persists while other religions falter and disappear.