There Are Plenty Of Brilliant

You Don't Understand. I Only Prostitute The Part Of The Body That Isn't Important, And Nobody Suffers Except My Karma A Little Bit. I Don't Do Big Harm. You Prostitute Your Mind. Mind Is Seat Of Buddha. What You Do Is Very Very Bad. You Should Not Use Your Mind In That Way

When You Notice Light Seeping Into Your Coffin, It's Hard To Go On Pretending That You're Still Dead.

The World Other Than As Advertised Can Be An Amazing Place.

In Southeast Asia The World Is Understood To Be A Vast, Complex Network Of Interdependent Relationships. So When Global Capitalism Makes It Impossible For Small-time Rice Farmers To Feed Their Families And Make A Living, It Is A Natural Thing For Anyone In The Family Who Can Find An Alternative Source Of Income To Do So.

It Is Quite Amazing How Hard The Subconscious Works When It Is Made To Understand That This Life Is Not A Rehearsal, There Is No Safety Net And No Assurance Of Any Final Closure. It Is Also Quite Appalling To Realize How Catatonic The Imagination Can Become When We Hedge Our Bets, Opt For The Safer Direction At Every Fork In The Path.