I have lived long enough to learn that the worst kind of beings, are human beings.
Belief is a wonderful way to pass the time until the facts come in.
Plants are more courageous than almost all human beings: an orange tree would rather die than produce lemons, whereas instead of dying the average person would rather be someone they are not.
We human beings regard ourselves as (or compare ourselves to) animals only when it suits us.
I don't fancy colors of the face, I'm always attracted to colors of the brain.
Individual cultures and ideologies have their appropriate uses but none of them erase or replace the universal experiences, like love and weeping and laughter, common to all human beings.
Human beings have never agreed whether or not there is only one universal or sacred divine entity in a supposedly glorious and transcendent place.
Contrary to popular belief, some animals would not have each chosen to be a human being, if they were given the choice between being what they are and being human.
Most human beings would have never been pained by the death of a human being if they had never seen a human being or pretending to be pained by that.
It strikes me profoundly that the world is more often than not a bad and cruel place.
The human population would probably be way less than a thousand, if ejaculation were not usually accompanied by an orgasm.