"I had an ankle bracelet put on and I couldn’t drink. That year was the greatest year of my life"
I couldn’t understand, from the civil war and being exposed to dead bodies, abuse, and suffering, from being in shelters and then coming to America thinking “finally”.
The guy looked across at me and said, “You are arrogant. You need some humility. I am going to give you some. You’re fired.”
"I was living the Epicurian life and I was miserable."
"I always will push for the gold. I mean, that’s just my nature."
"Nothing about me was like anybody at that school."
So Mom looked at me, [as the oldest, I guess] and she said; “What should we do?”