The clearest version of vision, backed by the purest grade of greed is a ripen file of failure.

In fourth grade, I missed 82 days of school. Out of 160.

Stop worrying about someone else’s feelings for once and worry about your grade.

I still can’t manage to keep a journal, and people have been telling me to since the fourth grade.

I had a ninth grade teacher who told me I was much smarter and much better than I was allowing myself to be.

I did the ‘Wizard of Oz’ in third grade, and I was a witch.

Mr. Olsen in the fifth grade made me want to be a writer. He said, ‘Chuck, you do this really well. And this is much better than setting fires, so keep it up.’ That made...