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I Just Read An 800-page History Of The Scottish Enlightenment And, Honestly, I May As Well Just Start It Again Now, Because I Cannot Remember A Single Thing. I Can Barely Remember Where Scotland Is.

I Would Cling To Unhappiness Because It Was A Known, Familiar State. When I Was Happier, It Was Because I Knew I Was On My Way Back To Misery. I've Never Been Convinced That Happiness Is The Object Of The Game. I'm Wary Of Happiness.

Now, My Mom Always Said Two Wrongs Don't Make A Right. But She Never Said Anything About Four Wrongs, And That Always Left Me Confused.

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.

One Great Benefit Of Not Being On Tv Every Week Is That People Will Be A Lot Less Interested In What I Have In My Supermarket Basket. I Could Even Un-tint My Car Windows - Or At Least Opt For A Lighter Shade.