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Most People Don't Grow Up. It's Too Damn Difficult. What Happens Is Most People Get Older.

If You're A Human Being, You Can Attempt To Do What Other Human Beings Have Done. We Don't Understand Talent Any More Than We Understand Electricity.

To Describe My Mother Would Be To Write About A Hurricane In Its Perfect Power. Or The Climbing, Falling Colors Of A Rainbow.

Facts Can Obscure The Truth.

I Became The Kind Of Parent My Mother Was To Me.