No one gets out of this life alive. Pretending otherwise warps reality by degrading the present.
There are no lasting monuments. The “cosmic merry-go-round” of “constant motion without lasting achievement" will carry on without me.
Transmitted knowledge compounds and discovers reality. Circumstances change. Human nature remains.
We crave what can’t be — novelty with permanence, stability without repetition.
Satisfaction crumbles when we make good things something more, something they can’t be.
Usually, leisure is pursuing temporary relief from the ordinary.
When the time horizon is stretched far enough, the wise and the foolish become indistinguishable.
Some challenges can’t be fixed. Most life events can’t be planned.
Contrast brings out the color. Death illuminates life.
There are rarely easy, accurate answers to big questions.
Sadness is the unavoidable byproduct of happiness. But try to avoid sadness and you are guaranteed numbness.
Self-perception is a funhouse mirror that shapes your reality.
Stop trying to earn it. Receive it, say thank you, then share it.
Goal-induced blindness creates cruelty, spreads misery, and destroys lives.
Simple and paradoxically effective.
The path to ruin is paved with distraction, confusion, and pretense, which is frequently caused by unnecessary complication.
While rarely universal, wisdom is never strictly personal.
Talk of news, sports, and weather is about nothing and tells you everything.
Present and measured, not nostalgic and distracted.
Aspirations of a self-made man destined for disappointment.
Paramount feelings eventually pass.
Pretending changes nothing.
A lack of enjoyment and hedonism are both sins of self-obsession.
Amen.
The days are long, but the years are short.
Same circumstances. Different experience. Perspective provides the pleasure.
Slippery slope of expectation-induced numbness.
Work is a good gift foolishly misinterpreted as a punishment.
Greater purpose extracts self-interest and deposits joy.
Justice is often quietly self-inflicted.
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