Laugh At Yourself, But Don't

What I Can't Completely Understand Is Most Other People's Fascination With What The Famous Among Us Do With Their Lips And The Rest Of Their Bodies. Why Do Ordinary People Become The Target Of This Curiosity Simply By Virtue Of The Fact That Other People Recognize Their Names And Faces But Know Nothing Else About Them? Why Do We Care What They Think, What They Wear, What They Eat?

It's Too Bad I'm Not As Wonderful A Person As People Say I Am, Because The World Could Use A Few People Like That.

I Have Thought About Punching People Out. Sometimes, I've Thought, 'why Don't I Just Act On That Impulse?' But Then, I've Never Hit Anybody In Anger. Hey! I've Never Hit Anybody For Fun.

It's Really Clear To Me That You Can't Hang Onto Something Longer Than Its Time. Ideas Lose Certain Freshness, Ideas Have A Shelf Life, And Sometimes They Have To Be Replaced By Other Ideas.

I'm An Angry Person, Angrier Than Most People Would Imagine, I Get Flashes Of Anger. What Works For Me Is Working Out When It's Useful To Use That Anger.