It is not the young man who is most happy, but the old man who has lived beautifully; for despite being at his very peak the young man stumbles around as if he were of many minds, whereas the old man has settled into old age as if in a harbor, secure in his gratitude for the good things he was once unsure of.
By the time kids are 18, at least half of them have already received a psychological diagnosis.
If that’s true… wow. (via)
“In ninth grade I looked like Gollum. Not much has changed, really, but in ninth grade it was more like fetal Gollum.” In Salon, a few stories by teenage girls from the book Red: The Next Generation of American Writers—Teenage Girls—on What Fires Up Their Lives Today. It runs the gamut from funny to sad to disturbing to touching. I wonder what the guys would write (are writing?). [thanks, kevin]