You can not remake the world in your own image. That goes without saying.
But if you were to decide to try anyway, like Don Quixote throwing himself against the windmills, there is only one way to do it: principle first and action second and only as a result, without compromise, and never, ever be afraid.
That’s the main thing. If you’re determined to try to make the world in your own image, succeed or fail (and you will fail), you must not be afraid.
I look back at some moments in my life—at hard handshakes, deep stares, clear speaking, purposeful strides… and I realize that some of my favorite moments are also some of the most taut. I realize that I love conflict and I love resolution at its end. Conflict and resolution are symphonic, lovely, glorious.
I suppose that’s the testosterone in me. “War and peace” and so on. The opposition of wills, followed by their respectful agreement to disengage or the concession of the subdued. It’s a resonance so deep and forgotten that it’s not usually even detectable. But it’s there.
My god, we are members of the animal kingdom.