I've never been able to follow a conventional path for any appreciable distance. Some people are born to lead, others to follow. Me, I departed the womb obstinate and rebellious, but do have some advice:

Forging one's own way through life, though extremely arduous, leads to a mine containing purest gold. If it's easy — back off — you're wasting your time. The only things really worth having are those requiring blood, sweat, tears, and many heartaches to attain. Cultivate your talent and protect its fruit at all cost. Oh, and whatever you do; never fall in love. It hurts like hell.

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