“Maybe we both realized that growing up doesn’t always have to be a straight line, but a series of advances and retreats. Maybe we just felt like swinging. But whatever it was, Winnie and I made an unspoken pact that day to stay kids for a little while longer.”Tagged: Growing Up, Swinging
“Who was right, and who was wrong? Well, I'm supposed to be an adult now, and I still can't completely figure that one out. But at some point, late at night, near sleep, the ideas and the disagreements sort of dissolve, and you're just left with the people. And people were no different then, as…”Tagged: Right, Wrong, Disagreements, Men, Women
“When you are a little kid, you are a bit of everything—artist, scientist, athlete, scholar. Sometimes, it seems life is like a process of giving those things up, one by one. I guess we all have one thing we regret giving up. One thing we really miss. And we gave up because we were too lazy. We…”Tagged: Growing Up, Artist, Scientist, athlete, Scholar
“Sometimes...when you're a kid...you lie awake at night and ponder the kinds of questions that grownups have long since stopped asking. Questions like—What did it feel like to be dead? Are time and space really infinite? What was there before the universe began? Why are there people like Wayne?”Tagged: Growing Up, Curiosity, Questions
“Once upon a time, I lived in a great big house. With a great big yard, and a great big bedroom. And a great big older brother. But by the middle of nineteen-sixty-nine, the house and the yard and the bedroom were are all getting...smaller. Or maybe Wayne and I were getting larger. One thing was…”Tagged: Growing Up, Terror
“When you're a little boy, you don't have to go very far to find the center of your universe. Mom. She's always there. It's a pretty good arrangement—when you're five. But around age thirteen, there starts to be...a problem. The problem is...she's always there. And I mean always. Now a mom has to be…”Tagged: Mom, Growing Up, Oedipus Complex