Look,
I don’t know if I’ll ever have children; I do not control that factor. But if I
ever do, I’ll tell them this: you don’t have to be celibate, but if you choose
not to be, prepare yourself. You will spend years at a time, courting one
person at a time, without any promise of reward, and by the end of it you’ll
question everything: your own identity, your worth, your values AND your value,
what the government is doing, who your friends are, God and everything. You may
be single for decades at a time; by the end of it, you might wish you’d stayed
celibate voluntarily instead of involuntarily. There is absolutely no order to
these things. You can be good; you can be smart. You might even be the best and
brightest. Even your fellow saints and geniuses will reject you. You will do
everything right, beyond reproach, and still your traitors will accuse you,
just for BEING right as often as you have to be, which is all the time. Yet if
you are ready to accept ALL of that, then you will surpass even the monks in
dignity, for pain will be your professor.
[({Dm.A.A.)}]
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