*image by Ben Harubin

 

In an imaginary land,
there's a certain train
which, if you
try to stop,
it'll
never stop,
plus -- it'll run over you.

"Ruts,"
thought one man.
"The proper description of the problem is ruts!"

The pursuit of knowledge to produce a change-of-mind would better be thought
of as "interior decoration" -- a moving around of the furniture.

Better a saint take up larceny than additional saintliness; better a road
running north turn south, than continue on its way; and better than all,
that a man wishing to awaken be always changing course.

A man asked a mystic, "How come you to know so much?"
And he replied, "Because there is so little to know."

If you want to, and it's Wednesday, and you've nothing better to do, you
could remember this: When it comes to impossible tasks, or imaginary ones,
no amount of effort will ever be sufficient.