Between a high, solid wall and an egg that breaks against it, I will always stand on the side of the egg.

I move, therefore I am.

It's basically impossible for everybody's justice to prevail or everybody's happiness to triumph, so chaos takes over.

Why do I act like this, agreeing when I really disagree, letting people force me to do things I don't want to do?

Mental acuity was never born from comfortable circumstances.

When people tell a lie about something, they have to make up a bunch of lies to go with the first one. ‘Mythomania’ is the word for it.

Nights without work I spend with whisky and books.