This is back when I was six, seven. I didn't know what the fuck "limitations" even meant.
He used to tell me over and over again, even though most of the time I had to ask what it meant because I didn't ever remember. Not exactly.
I would know this quote backwards in my sleep. I will forget my name before I forget that quote.
It's a bit past midnight and I'm reading a book a friend has lent me when there, in the middle of the page.
"Argue for your limitations and sure enough, they're yours."
What a trippy feeling.
I'll ask him about it tomorrow.