“Eves, on the scale from wholesome to whoresome, you're practically Amish.”

“Mel scoffed. “Eves, on the scale from wholesome to whoresome, you’re practically Amish.”

“I didn’t really get to experience much where I come from.”“Ohhh….so you’re Amish. Is this like your Rumspringa?” I giggled.“Something like that.” “So you are Amish?”Joel laughed. “No, I’m not Amish.”

“Like Eve, you're so quick to eat from the tree of knowledge.”

“He'd probably spent as much time practicing scales as he had jacking off.”

“Meditation practice is like piano scales, basketball drills, ballroom dance class. Practice requires discipline; it can be tedious; it is necessary. After you have practiced enough, you become more skilled at the art form itself. You do not practice to become a great scale player or drill champion. You practice to become a musician or athlete. Likewise, one does not practice meditation to become a great meditator. We meditate to wake up and live, to become skilled at the art of living.”