And my parents finally realize I'm kidnapped and they snap into action immediately: They rent out my room.
It's very hard to keep your spirits up. You've got to keep selling yourself a bill of goods, and some people are better at lying to themselves than others. If you face reality too much, it kills you.... you've got to find an answer to the question: Why go on?
If I had my life to live over, I wish I could be a great pianist or something.
Ninety percent of life is just showing up.
If man were immortal, do you realize what his meat bills would be?
Confidence is what you have before you understand the problem.