What I Try To Point Out Is

Anytime You’re Gonna Grow, You’re Gonna Lose Something. You’re Losing What You’re Hanging Onto To Keep Safe. You’re Losing Habits That You’re Comfortable With, You’re Losing Familiarity.

We Forget That The Soul Has Its Own Ancestors.

We Must Look Back Over Our Lives And Look At Some Of The Accidents And Curiosities And Oddities And Troubles And Sicknesses And Begin To See More In Those Things Than We Saw Before. It Raises Questions, So That When Peculiar Little Accidents Happen, You Ask Whether There Is Something Else At Work In Your Life.

I Think The Worst Atmosphere For A Six-year-old Is One In Which There Are No Expectations Whatsoever. That Is, It's Worse For The Child To Grow Up In A Vacuum Where "whatever You Do Is Alright, I'm Sure You'll Succeed." That Is A Statement Of Disinterest. It Says, "i Really Have No Fantasies For You At All."

I Think We're Miserable Partly Because We Have Only One God, And That's Economics.