You learn to put your emotional luggage where it will do some good, instead of using it to shit on other people, or blow up aeroplanes.

The human mind can bear plenty of reality but not too much intermittent gloom.

Nothing fails like failure

And there isn't any way that one can get rid of the guilt of having a nice body by saying that one can serve society with it, because that would end up with oneself as what? There simply doesn't seem to be any moral place for flesh.

Nothing succeeds, they say, like success. And certainly nothing fails like failure.

When nothing is sure, everything is possible.