On paper, being good sounds great but a lot depends on the atmosphere of the workplace or community we live in. We tend to become good or bad depending on the cues sent out within a particular space.

Despite the best efforts of critics and the hopes of authors, our tastes in books are probably as inherent & unbudgeable as those in food.

Distress at losing an object can be as much a frustration at the intellectual mystery of the disappearance as about the loss itself.

Although I don't believe in God, Bach's music shows me what a love of God must feel like.

A 'good job' can be both practically attractive while still not good enough to devote your entire life to.

People who readily accept the need for a gym will resist that their personalities might need some work too.

Anyone who isn't embarrassed of who they were last year probably isn't learning enough.