If You've Lived A Bad

You Become Uneasy With People In Direct Proportion To How Many Lies You Have To Keep Track Of In Their Presence.

It Took Me Better Than A Quarter Century To Learn, The Hard Way, That Hard Work At Something You Want To Be Doing Is The Most Fun That You Can Have Out Of Bed . . . To Learn That The Smart Man Finds Ways To Make Everything He Does Be Work; To Learn That "leisure" Time Is Truly Pleasurable (indeed Tolerable) Only To The Extent That Is Its Subconscious Grazing For Information With Which To Infuse Newer, Better Work.

And There's This Place Called College! I Mean, They Want You To Care, Dig It, Care About This Education Trip, And They Don't Care Enough Themselves To Make It As Attractive As The Crap Game Across The Street!

Quite Frankly, I Don't Like You Humans. After What You All Have Done, I Find Being 'inhuman' A Compliment.

God Is An Iron... And That's A Hot One.