There are minds whose efforts for intellectual recognition consists solely of attacks on minds who already have it. Men who are critics of other men’s ideas are stillborn.
One guy asked a man much older than himself, “Do you sometimes feel that things are beginning to wind down?” “Any time such a feeling creeps up on me, I just remind myself of the latest dumb thing I’ve done, and say to myself: ‘I can’t die now, not in this condition,’ which instantly snaps me out of it.”
Most people’s vision of Vivas Paradisimo would be to not ever again hear a voice telling them how they should be living their life. A voice coming from ANYWHERE! (Anywhere does include their own head, you know.)
Everybody wants to feel that they are important to somebody! That’s why you have a mama.
If you can’t tell the truth, tell personal anecdotes. That’s what an ordinary man’s life is anyway, fictional and anecdotal.
J.