~ snippets


Ignorance is the opium of the masses
a willful habit of a few
Too few people say what they mean
even less what we ought
Too many fights begin with wants
leaving out needs
Unguarded thought is the unbridled tongue of the soul
corrupting heart and spirit
Fear is more crippling
married to guilt
A loner does not make friends
when it might be wrong
A boy fears being a father
if it means losing sonship
The foulest taste is satisfying
flavored with approval
Propriety is a tool of appearances
used craftily


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