Explanations comfort us by giving the impression that there is an order in things.
Procrastination and impatience form a system of checks and balances.
Realism absorbs the ideal by adding a few small imperfections. Example: it paints a few specks of mud on the white gown of the Lady in the Garden.
Technique bridges among ideas, and sometimes generates them.
As I review my life, I feel I must have missed the point, either then or now.
The young are just as opinionated as the old, but have more exciting things to do than sit around airing their opinions all day.