It's A Shame To Be Caught Up

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.

We Are So Bemused By Our Own Petard, That We Are Unable To Look At Things Objectively.

I Wouldn't Keep Him Around Long If I Didn't Feed Him Well.

Drama Is Very Important In Life: You Have To Come On With A Bang. You Never Want To Go Out With A Whimper. Everything Can Have Drama If It's Done Right. Even A Pancake.

I Admired The English Immensely For All That They Had Endured, And They Were Certainly Honorable, And Stopped Their Cars For Pedestrians, And Called You “sir” And “madam,” And So On. But After A Week There, I Began To Feel Wild. It Was Those Ruddy English Faces, So Held In By Duty, The Sense Of “what Is Done” And “what Is Not Done,” And Always Swigging Tea And Chirping, That Made Me Want To Scream Like A Hyena