The Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.

Echo is being’s call of distress into the present.

Echo is that which, by exposing us to modernity’s deep distress, also launches the other beginning of philosophy.

Echo is the scream of forgotten being from amidst the reign of technology.

Habit is the invisible architecture of daily life.

Habit is that into which uncertainty disappears.

Habit is the second nature which destroys the first.

Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.

Hope is one of those things that does not heal but it does allow us to suffer a little longer.

Hope is a song in a weary throat.

Hope is found in contradiction.

Hope is not a great investment strategy.

A Laugh is a yawn and a yawn is a laugh ratcheting at different speeds.

A Laugh is a smile that bursts.

A Laugh is a smile that can’t contain its enthusiasm.

A Laugh is a smile that burst