I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees for the trees have no tongues.
You can get help from teachers, but you are going to have to learn a lot by yourself, sitting alone in a room.
Adults are only obsolete children.
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: stink. Stank. Stunk.
Gray day. Everything is gray. I watch. But nothing moves today.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.