Do the City Hop

Hey, you can always do what they do down in the city:
When you’re lost, look as far off as possible.


It’s never a matter of morality,
but of engineering integrity.


It is only man, who, in the name of security,
will lash himself to the mast of a sinking ship.


Why yes,
silence is one form of perfection.


It is the pressure of greater dimensions on lesser ones
that, at some level, produces the apparent necessity
for outcomes.