We can make mistakes about what we ought to do, and these are not the same as making bad decisions about what to do.
The stuff adults tell you not to do is the easiest.
I wasn’t gifted. Mom was wrong. I was just smart and I worked hard. I had fooled myself into thinking that was something important to the rest of the world. Other people were complicit in this ruse. Nobody had told me I was common.
We're all animals, high school is animals, but some of us are more animal than others. Like in 'Animal Farm,' which I read, all animals are created equal, but some are more equal than others? Here in the real world, all equals are created animal, but some are more animal than others.
People don't make good Anchors, though, Craig. They change.
If there is a next life, I hope it's in the past; I don't think the future will be any more handleable. I think it's a little harsh how the END button is red.
Dad nods, looks me dead in the eyes; slowly and regretfully, he banishes all the smiling and joking from his face, and for once he's just my dad, watching his son who has fallen so low.
When I think of nu-metal, I think of Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit, Slipknot and even Chevelle - those types of bands.
. . . as we age we have not only to readdress earlier developmental crises but also somehow to find the way to three affirmations that may seem to conflict. . . . We have to affirm our own life. We have to affirm our own death. And we have to affirm love, both given and received.
Some people will always fear change. But we can't indulge them.
People like me are aware of their so-called genius at ten, eight, nine.