I admire addicts. In a world where everybody is waiting for some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the addict has the comfort of knowing what will most likely wait for him down the road. He’s taken some control over his ultimate fate, and his addiction keeps the cause of his death from being a total surprise.

There are no smooth paths to success. You have to straighten many rugged roads and scale numerous walls for the ultimate triumph.

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