Good
(page 28)
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.
Most of us regard good luck as our right, and bad luck as a betrayal of that right.
I know America is very nice and very good people. I'm a professional athlete. I come here. I never have a problem with somebody about my religion, about my name. I am happy. I'm always comfortable because I never do anything wrong. All the time I do something right. I follow all the rules.
Nothing better than a good laugh and giggling over a whole bunch of nothing.
I gave up my struggle with perfection a long time ago. That is a concept I don't find very interesting anymore. Everyone just wants to look good in the photographs. I think that is where some of the pressure comes from. Be happy. Be yourself, the day is about a lot more.
I am alone a lot, which is good. I need that time to just be alone after a long day, just decompress. So, I go to either my house or the hotel, or my apartment, or whatever — wherever I am, I go home and I watch TV and I sit there, with my cat, and I just watch TV or go online, check my emails.
It is practically impossible to teach good programming to students that have had a prior exposure to BASIC: as potential programmers they are mentally mutilated beyond hope of regeneration.
