Even the everyday is the stuff of poetry.
Aphorism No. 574
At an upscale restaurant, what you order doesn’t matter.
Aphorism No. 573
If you look for it, you will always find something to ruin your day.
Aphorism No. 572
Listening is an art. Pretending to listen is a science. Pretending not to listen is a gift from the gods.
Aphorism No. 571
Prisoners should not be forced to build their own prisons.
Aphorism No. 570
Small words speak loudly.
Aphorism No. 569
Imitation isn’t flattery. It’s a form of insufficiency.
Aphorism No. 568
False is the prophet who fails to provoke.
Aphorism No. 567
Whatever benefit you think you might get by going the wrong way down a one-way road, it’s not worth the risk.
Aphorism No. 566
When you die, you probably won’t see your life flash before your eyes. If you see anything at all, it will likely be only your imminent death: A car running a red light, a sudden, suffocating pain in your chest, or maybe a hungry bear. Hibernation can be a real beast. But whatever it is that kills you, try to enjoy that moment as much as you can: You get to go through it just once, and, like life, it won’t last all that long.