A defrocked prison psychologist says that while it is difficult to be happy
while depressed, it is even harder to be depressed while happy.
 He further elucidates that he has no idea what this means or of what use it could be, but says nonetheless  --  there it is.
 

One guy says: “I’ve abandoned trying to wake up my mind  --
all I ask now is that it not freak me out.”
 

Performance News.
On one new to town little planet they have a saying:
“The idea of a man being famous is shameful,”
which replaced an earlier one:
“The idea of a man being shamed is despicable.”
(God knows where it’ll go from here!)
The kid asked the ole man: “What is man’s most ludicrous feature?”
   “That he will pay to look at other men do things.”
 

You can’t be really thinking about a matter and worried about it at the same time.
 

To be independent minded is to be twice civilized.
(The second one making up for the first one.)
 

A man near city park is hawking what he calls: “snow shoes for the mind,”
which he claims will keep your thoughts from “squooshing down and getting yucky.”
 

Before the physical one was built, and long after it falls,
will the true Arc de Triomphe be in the certain man’s synapses.
 

One chap's advice:
“If you have a clearly unprofitable thought, it’s still hard not to think it,
so the most efficient approach is simply not to have one.”
(He left before he could be presented with your follow up question.)
 

Regarding Certain Mechanics Of The Vehicle.
To have a consciousness that has escaped the prison garage is to know how to
put the conscious part of the brain in neutral even when you can’t turn off the engine.
 

As the ole man handed the kid a bus ticket to town he included these words: “Remember: if you don’t take city affairs seriously, they ain’t serious --  (oh yeah:
city folks are supposed to take affairs there seriously.)”
(How sweet for good advice to come from a pile up.)
 

You Can Count On It (Number 63).
Whenever someone warns that a particular act will be a “death knell”
rest assured they  have a knell in danger.
 

If you live in a CertainWay –  you have no urge to talk about it.
 

In Re The Collective & The Otherwise: The Prison Population & He Gone Missing:
The Political Minded & One Who Knows.
A partisan can never be an individual.
One man named his pet possum: Mutually Exclusive  ("‘Cause it’ll eat anything.")
 

(In city circles: the answer to every problem couldn’t appear simpler [or less effective.])
One patient chose his surgeon based on his comment that the procedure
he suggested usually proved efficacious, figuring:
“Surprising vocabulary  --  predictable motor skills.”
 

Any action that seems to require an accompanying comment
is in need of more than some damn comment.
 

The scuttlebutt in one part of a certain prison is that:
“Confinement is just a state of mind.”
(The word however in B Section is that it ain’t.)
 

Part of institutions’ imperceived job is to subtly remind alert men of the holes in civilization.
 

A father said to a son:
“There is available a certain indescribable thrill and pleasure to go along with knowing you’re on a train that is going to plunge off a cliff.”
    “But isn’t everyone aware of that?!”
“Underline: KNOWS.”
 

Part of the certain man’s mind reminds him of the flaws in what men
normally believe they know.
 

Every prison has an inmate who believes he has been placed there to do the work of: “A higher power” –
(this is one of the ways higher powers stay in power).
 

The certain man’s thoughts constantly remind him where he is,
and who is really in control.
 

Consumer News.
One man says: “While I want to get my money’s worth, when it comes to
ultra lengthy warranties: I don’t want something that’s gonna outlast me.”