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Any Disaster Is A Learning Process.

In My Generation, Except For A Few People Who'd Gone Into Banking Or Nursing Or Something Like That, Middle-class Women Didn't Have Careers. You Were To Marry And Have Children And Be A Nice Mother. You Didn't Go Out And Do Anything. I Found That I Got Restless.

Upon Reflection, I Decided I Had Three Main Weaknesses: I Was Confused (evidenced By A Lack Of Facts, An Inability To Coordinate My Thoughts, And An Inability To Verbalize My Ideas); I Had A Lack Of Confidence, Which Cause Me To Back Down From Forcefully Stated Positions; And I Was Overly Emotional At The Expense Of Careful, 'scientific' Though. I Was Thirty-seven Years Old And Still Discovering Who I Was.

Always Start Out With A Larger Pot Than What You Think You Need.

Tears Mess Up Your Makeup.