I Think That’s The Lesson You Learn

Love Is A Word. A Sound. Its Association With A Particular Feeling Is Arbitrary, Unmeasurable, And Ultimately Meaningless

Humility Was Considered A Great Virtue In My Family Household. No Show Of Complacency Or Self-satisfaction Was Ever Tolerated. Patting Yourself On The Back Was Definitely Not Encouraged, And Pleasure Or Pride Would Be Punishable By Death.

To Tell You The Truth, The Older I Get, The Less I Know. I Keep Meeting People, Both Older And Younger, Who Seem To Have Accrued So Much More Knowledge Or Expertise Or Certainty About Who They Are And The Jobs They Do. I Just Marvel At It.

To Be A Head Boy, You Have To Be Very Clever, You Have To Be A Scholar, And I Was Never A Scholar In Any Shape Or Form.

I Personally Believe That The Ipod Is A Frankly Corrosive Device Because It Encourages You To Surround Yourself With Your Favorites. The Whole Idea Of A Playlist Is To Surround Yourself With Your Favorite Things, And The Interesting Thing Is That When You Do That, They Cease To Be Your Favorites.