Nobody can be exactly like me. Sometimes even I have trouble doing it.
Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.
All movements go too far.
I shouted, and earned a hard thump on my head for my trouble.
When we are unhurried and wise, we perceive that only great and worthy things have any permanent and absolute existence, that petty fears and petty pleasures are but the shadow of the reality.
I'll be more enthusiastic about encouraging thinking outside the box when there's evidence of any thinking going on inside it.
We are made to persist. That's how we find out who we are.