I wanted to be an astronaut and wanted to go to space camp but then I found out that I was too short to become an astronaut. My mom really made me believe that if I worked hard enough and if I really wanted to do it I could do it.
Suppose that we are wise enough to learn and know - and yet not wise enough to control our learning and knowledge so that we use it to destroy ourselves? Even if that is so knowledge remains better than ignorance.
