It Is Shaming Sometimes How The Body

He Who Hesitates Is Not Only Lost, But Miles From The Next Exit.

I've Always Thought Cruelty Is A Failure Of Imagination.

Could It Ever Be Explained, How Matter Becomes Conscious?

I Did Not Kill My Father, But I Sometimes Felt I Had Helped Him On His Way. And But For The Fact That It Coincided With A Landmark In My Own Physical Growth, His Death Seemed Insignificant Compared To What Followed.

The Trouble With Being A Daydreamer Who Doesn’t Say Much Is That The Teachers At School, Especially Those Who Don’t Know You Very Well, Are Likely To Think You’re Rather Stupid. Or, If Not Stupid, Then Dull. No One Can See The Amazing Things That Are Going On In Your Head.