What’s The Use Of Remembering Anything? If

What’s The Use Of Remembering Anything? If It Was Unpleasant It Was Unpleasant And If It Was Pleasant It’s Over.

At Some Point In My Life I Realized I Knew Only Celebrities, I Didn't Know Any Real People. I Think It Was A Master Stroke Of Fate That In Researching The Greatest Celebrity Of Them All, I Would At Last Be Meeting Real People, Finding Them More Extraordinary Than Celebrities; Fascinated By Them All And Enjoying Enduring Friendships With Some.

The Vehemence Of My Moral Indignation Surprised Me. Was I Beginning To Have Standards And Principles, And, Oh Dear, Scruples? What Were They, And What Would I Do With Them, And How Much Were They Going To Get In My Way?

What Is Always Overlooked Is That Although The Poor Want To Be Rich, It Does Not Follow That They Either Like The Rich Or That They In Any Way Want To Emulate Their Characters Which, In Fact, They Despise. Both The Poor And The Rich Have Always Found Precisely The Same Grounds On Which To Complain About Each Other. Each Feels The Other Has No Manners, Is Disloyal, Corrupt, Insensitive - And Has Never Put In An Honest Day's Work In Its Life.

I Don't Always Understand Other People's Motives. I Will Repeat That For My Own Benefit, If You Don't Mind. I Don't Always Understand Other People's Motives.