Anything Worth Doing Hurts A Little.

My Mothers Dad Dropped Out Of The Eighth Grade To Work. He Had To. By The Time He Was 30, He Was A Master Electrician, Plumber, Carpenter, Mason, Mechanic. That Guy Was, To Me, A Magician. Anything That Was Broken, He Could Fix. Anybody Anywhere In Our Community Knew That If There Was A Problem, Carl Was There To Fix It.

The Flaw In Our Character Is Our Insistence On Separating Blue-collar Jobs From White-collar Jobs, And Encouraging One Form Of Education Over Another.

Happiness Does Not Come From A Job. It Comes From Knowing What You Truly Value, And Behaving In A Way That’s Consistent With Those Beliefs. Many People Today Resent The Suggestion That They’re In Charge Of The Way They Feel.those People Are Mistaken. That Was A Big Lesson And I Learned It Several Hundred Times Before It Stuck. What You Do, Who You’re With, And How You Feel About The World Around You, Is Completely Up To You.

Some Jobs Are Just Too Hideous To Contemplate.

The Search For Truth In Cyberspace Will Take You Through The Wormhole, And There's Nothing On The Other Side But Pedants And Nitpickers And Bottomless Ambiguity. If You're Not Careful, You'll Spend All Your Time Proving Everything And Understanding Nothing.