I don't know how to be happy - They didn't teach it in my school

I always like to know what I'm doing, but there are times when nobody will tell me.

Life may have no meaning. Or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.

Some of my troubles are so familiar, I know them by their first names.

Everything takes longer than you expect, even when you expect it to take longer than you expect.

Some books makes me want to go adventuring, others make me feel that they have saved me the trouble.

What's most interesting about some books is the question: How did this crap ever get published?