Is it a shame that I can’t accept love? Am I too burned out to move towards what will keep me alive or too smart to get pulled into someone else’s world?

In the worst of times the best among us never lose their moral compass, and that is how they emerge relatively unscathed.

I do my best to limit the amount of compromise in my life so I have more time to do what I want. Not hanging out with many people really helps. I am not a people person and I spend a great deal of time on my own and in this environment, I get a lot done.

In winter, I plot and plan. In spring, I move.

You need a little bit of insanity to do great things.

Everyone who knows me knows that I'm a hopeless romantic who listens to love ballads and doo-wop songs all the time.

I get along with Australians really well. Everyone's usually really cool, and it's always a drag to leave.