Youth is like a fickle girlfriend. We can’t understand or value her until she goes off with someone else, never to return…
All the geography, trigonometry, and arithmetic in the world are useless unless you learn to think for yourself. No school teaches you that. It’s not on the curriculum.
What sort of technology is this that can send a man to the moon but can’t put a piece of bread on every human being’s table?
What are you going to do? What all old people do: sit down and remember, and ask myself what would have happened if I’d done everything differently.