A persistent insistence:
I promise, somewhere inside this petulant, sullen, and petty child there is a smiling sober principled man with the individual initiative to sculpt his life into something beautiful and strong. He is in there somewhere, and he is shedding juvenile dreams for even more fantastic goals. He is painting arrows on the tops of his feet, pointing forward, so he never forgets where he came from and where he is going, and so he never stops. Soon this man will start out, and to impress no one but the child that dreamed but never really believed.