In My 50s I'll Be

I Remember My Son Wanted To Go To Bed With His Cowboy Boots On, And We Had This Fight For Like An Hour. Then I Realized That The Only Good Reason I Had For Him Not To Do It Is Because I Didn't Want Him To. There Was Really No Other Reason. And Finally I Said, "ok, Fine." It Was A Great Victory For Me, Because I Realized It Doesn't Really Matter.

I Don't Feel A Yearning Or A Sense Of Missed Opportunities. I Don't Have Many Regrets. So That's A Nice Feeling. To Have No Regrets And Still Have Enough Sense Of Adventure To Take On Risk.

I Believe That The Majority Of Times The Scale Tilts Toward The Good. It's This Amazing Thing That Rolls On And If We Get In The Flow Of It, That's God. And If We Fight It, If We Swim The Other Way, We're Swimming Away From The Purest Expression Of This Life.

Look At The Choices You Have, Not The Choices That Have Been Taken Away From You. In Them, There Are Whole Worlds Of Strength And New Ways To Look At Things.

After A Year Or So I Really Thought I Was Howard Hughes. Here I Was At Eighteen Years Old, Getting All These Checks.