Agreement is made more precious by disagreement.
The 1970s, the decade of my teenage years, was a transitional period in American youth culture.
Conversely, I came to realize that being good at something is hardly a reason to avoid doing it.
I certainly remember building model rockets. It was fun to watch the rocket blast into the air, suspenseful to wonder if the parachute would open to bring the rocket safely back.
Travel provided many interesting experiences, but perhaps the most useful lesson I learned was that I really had no proficiency for learning the thousands of characters of the written Chinese language.
My father was a professor of civil engineering at MIT, and my mother taught high school English.
My fellow students there were very smart, but the really novel thing was that they actually seemed to put a lot of effort into their school work. By the end of my first semester there, I began to get into that habit as well.
Luckily for you, you can close the book The Postman Always Rings Twice and break out of it, and James M. Cain can't. I can't think of any redeeming feature he has, but he's extremely compelling.
I like cookies, any cookie you put in front of me - animal cookies, sugar cookies, anything crunchy.
As horrible as this sounds, I am a little vulnerable about appearances.
Begin where you are. It would be unscientific to begin anywhere else.