I'd Rather Be Running The Game Than

A Stupid Person Can Make Only Certain, Limited Types Of Errors; The Mistakes Open To A Clever Fellow Are Far Broader. But To The One Who Knows How Smart He Is Compared To Everyone Else, The Possibilities For True Idiocy Are Boundless.

When I Say That Life Is Like An Onion, I Mean This: If You Don't Do Anything With It, It Goes Rotten. So Far, That's No Different From Other Vegetables. But When An Onion Goes Bad, It Can Either Do It From The Inside, Or The Outside. So Sometimes You See One That Looks Good, But The Core Is Rotten. Other Times, You Can See A Bad Spot On It, But If You Cut That Out, The Rest Is Fine. Tastes Sharp, But That's What You Paid For, Isn't It?

That's What Does It-- That Moment Where You Think You're Lost, And Then Discover That You're Not, That You've Never Really Left. There's Something That Happens In That Incredible Tiny No-time, And That Something Is Like The Revelation Of Learning.

Why Do You Work So Hard To Make Yourself Disliked? I Should Think You'd Find It Happens Enough On Its Own Without Putting Yourself To Any Extra Trouble.

Do You Think It's Possible To Discuss Politics Without Preaching?