Beyond the hut a clump of myalls loomed spectral and wraith-like, and round them a gang of crows cawed noisily, irreverent of the great silence.

The author became aware of the term beadwhore while viewing a Mardi Gras parade […] You can't catch anything with those beadwhores around. Even cute kids on the shoulders of their fathers can't compete with boobs.

The Buddhist concept of tanha, for example — roughly translated as “blind demandingness” — encapsulates many tenets of R.E.B.T. and points the way toward emotional equanimity: stop asking more of the universe than it can possibly deliver.

I appreciate that what I'm asking you to do is very difficult.