Many people weigh the guilt they will feel against the pleasure of the forbidden action they want to take.
Vanessa didn't like it, but I figured a cop wasn't going to stop for a kid waving his hat in the street, not that day. They just might stop if they saw Darryl bleeding there, though. I argued briefly with her and Darryl settled it by lurching to his feet and dragging himself down toward Market Street.
His priority did not seem to be to teach them what he knew, but rather to impress upon them that nothing, not even... knowledge, was foolproof.
He who labors diligently need never despair; for all things are accomplished by diligence and labor.
What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire.
Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.
Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our passion, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.