Do I understand this right? I'm being marked down?

Without passion, the powers-that-be can run roughshod over you.

While I was growing up, I believed I could do anything I could think of. So the challenge was always to keep thinking - to get to where I wanted to be and then to think of somewhere else to go.

The outside world doesn't have a lot to offer. You have to make your own heaven in your own home.

I come from an overly confident place. But I'm overconfident because of feelings of inferiority.

When I finally did stop and look at my life, I realized that I had done what I'd set out to do. In my pitiful little way, I had climbed the mountain I had chosen. And there I was, on top.

I tried to charm the pants off Bob Dylan, but everyone will be disappointed to learn that I was unsuccessful. I got close - a couple of fast feels in the front seat of a Cadillac.