Just one living cell in the human body is, more complex than New York City.
If nobody makes you do it, it counts as fun.
Felicity is a continual progress of the desire from one object to another, the attaining of the former being still but the way to the latter.
I put for the general inclination of all mankind, a perpetual and restless desire of power after power, that ceaseth only in death.
A man cannot lay down the right of resisting them that assault him by force, to take away his life.
What reason is there that he which laboreth much, and, sparing the fruits of his labor, consumeth little, should be more charged than he that, living idly, getteth little and spendeth all he gets, seeing the one hath no more protection from the commonwealth than the other?
If men are naturally in a state of war, why do they always carry arms and why do they have keys to lock their doors?
I reach readers rather unintentionally, I think, and those readers likely connect with the slant, the off-kilter, the part of the road you can barely see from the well-traveled road. So, when I'm writing, I'm not thinking about audience at all. Instead, I'm trying to see behind those shrubs, down that hidden path. We're the weirdos of the world and there are so many weirdos.
Lazy breathing converts the lungs, literally and figuratively speaking, into a cemetery for the deposition of diseased, dying and dead germs as well as supplying an ideal haven for the multiplication of other harmful germs.
Too many people just eat to consume calories. Try dining for a change.
My theory is that men are no more liberated than women.