Verily The Lust For Comfort

Where Is The Justice Of Political Power If It Executes The Murderer And Jails The Plunderer, And Then Itself Marches Upon Neighboring Lands, Killing Thousands And Pillaging The Very Hills?

Be Like The Flower, Turn Your Faces To The Sun.

Philosophy Began When Man Ate The Produce Of The Earth And Suffered Indigestion.

Do Not Fear The Thorns In Your Path, For They Draw Only Corrupt Blood.

And What Word Is Knowledge But A Shadow Of Wordless Knowledge?