I'm a four star general in this thing, and you don't rise to the ranks of a four star general by hanging about the house being the perfect dad.
The anguish of the neurotic individual is the same as that of the saint. The neurotic, the saint are engaged in the same battle. Their blood flows from similar wounds. But the first one gasps and the other one gives.
I'll be honest with you: not a chance in this world. But you know, stranger things have happened.

