This book is like getting stuck sitting next to your third favorite uncle at Thanksgiving and getting hours of unsolicited advice about how you should be living your life.

The only book by Jordan Peterson that I have read, before he went to the far side. I found it pretty fascinating, with many deep insights and practical advice on raising children and how to live a life full of conviction and confidence amongst much else. It can be pretty dense from time to time, partly due to his lucid and very unique writing style that feels like you’re sitting in a lecture rather than reading a book.

Clean your room, cucko! Do it! And maybe you'll manage something a bit more challenging afterward. It feels good, it really does. Not the actual work, that's for sure, but the reward. Oh man! It's addictive. You sacrifice the now for the later. Don't enjoy yourself too much now, so that you could enjoy yourself a lot more later! Voila! Fulfillment! Purpose! All that good stuff.
You can't escape suffering. Even if you could, would you really want that? How would you enjoy that sweet feeling of achieving something? Of working hard? Of taking the journey?
Man, sometimes the journey is worth a lot more than the destination. You work hard for something and realize later that you learned a lot for doing it. You're a better person, an improvement! It was worth it! Worth more than what you got in return!
You know what? What I wouldn't give to have Peterson's brain preserved. It is an object fit on a pedestal in museums!