Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

All the geniuses I ever met were so just part of the time. To qualify, you only have to be great once, you know. Once when it matters.

I am who I choose to be. I have always been what I chose, though not always what I pleased.

I am not schizoid. A little manic-depressive, maybe." "'Know thyself.'" "We try, sir.

All great human deeds both consume and transform their doers. Consider an athlete, a scientist, an artist, or an entrepreneur. In service of their goals, they lay down time, energy and many other choices and pleasures; in return, they become most truly themselves. A false destiny may be spotted by the fact that it consumes without transforming, without giving back the enlarged self.

Bleeding ulcers run in my family, we give them to each other.

I'm not getting it all sorted, she worried. I'm not getting it right. You are brilliant, the Voice reassured her. It is imperfect. So are all things trapped in time. You are brilliant, nonetheless. How fortunate for Us that We thirst for glorious souls rather than faultless ones, or We should be parched indeed, and most lonely in Our perfect righteousness. Carry on imperfectly, shining Ista.