[A]s if life were a thunder-storm wherein you can see by a flash the horizon, and then cannot see your hand…. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Letters and Social Aims, “Inspiration”
At sixteen I was stupid, confused and indecisive. At twenty-five I was wise, self-confident, prepossessing and assertive. At forty-five I am stupid, confused, insecure and indecisive. Who would have supposed that maturity is only a short break in adolescence? – Jules Feiffer
