There is more to life than increasing its speed
Category: Inspirational
There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval
Real glory springs from the silent conquest of ourselves.
I have an existential map. It has “You are here” written all over it.
Nothing matters very much, and few things matter at all.
For the preservation of chastity, an empty and rumbling stomach and fevered lungs are indispensable.
History is bunk.
Socrates seems to be the philosophical napkin with which the ensuing cultural thinkers of history wipe their mouths of pedantic ooze.
