There are some things one can only achieve by a deliberate leap in the opposite direction.

Writing is a sweet, wonderful reward.

God gives the nuts, but he does not crack them.

In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

I won't give up the diary again. I must hold on here, it is the only place I can.

There is a down-and-outness under true knowledge and a childlike happy arising from it.

I do not read advertisements. I would spend all of my time wanting things.