I hardly ever watch my own work. I just end up picking myself apart! I can't even stand to hear myself on voicemail. the sound of my own voice is like nails on a chalkboard. The same goes for my records.
I've earned my living in all sorts of terrible ways - as a janitor, a copy editor, a psychotherapist.
The happiness of the creature consists in rejoicing in God, by which also God is magnified and exalted.

