Wendy Brown:  

e, for when life starts to turn to hell, its dreams that set you free. Life happens when you are making other plans. – John Lennon "The more things change, the more they stay the same." I'm not sure who was the first person was who said that, probably Shakespeare or maybe Sting, but at the moment that sentence that best explains my tragic flaw--my inability to change. I don't think I'm wrong in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible … Standing perfectly still, it feels better somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar, because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected, who knows what other pain might be waiting out there; chances are could be even worse. So you maintain the status quo, choose the road already traveled, and it doesn't seem that bad--not as far as flaws go--you're not a drug addict, not killing anyone, except maybe yourself, a little. When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake, or an explosion, or all of a sudden you're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that, the kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they look really really close. Which thank God they never do, but you notice it. Inside you, that change feels like a world of difference and you hope that it is, and that this is a person that you get to be forever, that you'll never have to change again. Most people don't know who they are, that's why they lie. They're afraid someone else will figure it out before they do.".