I have written some poetry that I don't understand myself.

I stayed away from mathematics not so much because I knew it would be hard work as because of the amount of time I knew it would take, hours spent in a field where I was not a natural.

The sea speaks a language polite people never repeat. It is a colossal scavenger slang and has no respect.

Hope is an echo, hope ties itself yonder, yonder.

All we need to begin with is a #‎ dream that we can do better than before. All we need to have is faith, and that dream will come true. All we need to do is act, and the time for action is now.

To never see a fool you lock yourself in your room and smash the looking-glass.

A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.