I spent a great deal of my life being ignored. I was always very happy that way.

Being ignored is a great privilege. That is how I think I learned to see what others do not see and to react to situations differently. I simply looked at the world, not really prepared for anything.

I hate being ignored.

I just want to make a point that it's not just great teachers that sometimes shape your life. Sometimes it's the absence of great teachers that shapes your life and being ignored can be just as good for a person as being lauded.

When you are happy you can forgive a great deal.

Everyone wants to be liked; everyone wants approval. No one likes being ignored.