“There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself.”

Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.

You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart.

There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness.

You either don’t, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.

Find that pursuit that will energize you, consume you, become an obsession.

They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.

Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation.

We learn the true worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul…

Loving someone has great benefits.

It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions.

You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go.

Tt continues while we’re still trying to figure out the point of it. And it ends long before we’ve worked out just what to do.

Four decades in which to live long and prosper.