The loose rubies I keep with all the broken glass in the solarium. It all sparkles but it's been years since any of it brought me real joy. These are the days when I'm reminded that I know too much.
Oh, I'm not particularly intelligent. I don't pretend to be wise. The nature of mankind, however, revealed itself to me over donkey's years. Kindness and truth, always in short supply, have become exceedingly rare.
Now, don't bring me any religion that's not centered around laughter. Don't trust the guru who doesn't smile. You don't have to get the joke, my friend. Laugh at another one.
Don't wait for love. Love.
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