An Apartment is actually more of a togetherment.

The Apartment is a place where you can be apart.

An Apartment is ideally sized when it's large enough to keep your wife from going home to mother, yet small enough to keep her mother from coming to you.

An Apartment is a place where you start to turn off your radio and discover you’ve been listening to your neighbour’s.

An Apology is never sufficient — A wound is not cured by the unbending of the bow.

Apology is, on some occasions, nothing but rudeness.

Apology is only egotism wrong side out.

An Apology only accounts for that which it does not alter.

Breath is the bridge which connects life to consciousness, which unites your body to your thoughts.

Breath is like an insect: its flight goes every which way, a butterfly-fragrance. Can you ever tell whose breath it is that catches you in a crowd?

Breath is circular, like the horizon on the open sea, a circle-fragrance. No one direction. It simply surrounds.

Breath is Spirit. The act of breathing is Living.

The City is not a concrete jungle, but a human zoo.

The City is itself a threatening natural disaster.

The City is a place where time becomes visible and mind takes form.

City is the only desert still available to us.