I stopped and gazed on the little dull man who was being paid to be a teacher of teachers. I turned and walked to the door, slammed it closed with a bang, and broken glass crashed to the floor. There was uproar behind me in the class, which did not interest me at all.
In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration.
You can talk about anything if you go about it the right way, which is never malicious.

