A tragedy is a terrible thing to waste.
There are no certainties in the City, (and only a couple in the Bushes).
You don’t actually “give” something if you first calculate its cost to you.
Ancestral voices, via their cellular phones, persistently cry out, “Over here, look over here!”
If you ever want to try and treat yourself for an ill, abandon any interest in its cause.
And finally, Remember: They are flawed, you are subject to transient systemic anomalies.