For some strange reason, no matter where I go, the place is always called "here".

Strangely enough, this is the past that somebody in the future is longing to go back to.

Just when I nearly had the answer, I forgot the question.

Not everything I dislike should be destroyed, some of it should simply be moved farther away.

I always like to know what I'm doing, but there are times when nobody will tell me.

There is a world which I alone rule, but it ends at my fingertips.

I'll give up my bad habits as soon as equally satisfying good habits become available.