He gave me a severe look over his spectacles and said, as if he thought the words were deadly venom and might kill me, "You are an untidy person.

I know it's not thematically in tune with my new job and all, but I find it effective. Build a man a fire and he's warm for a day," I say. "But set a man on fire and he's warm for the rest of his life. Tao of Pratchett. I live by it.

Have you ever felt despair? Absolute hopelessness? Have you ever stood in the darkness and known, deep in your heart, in your spirit, that it was never, ever going to get better? That something had been lost, forever, and that it wasn't coming back?

Life is a journey. Time is a river. The door is ajar

Ack!" I said. Fearless master of the witty dialogue, that's me.

Some things just aren't meant to go together. Things like oil and water. Orange juice and toothpaste.

Everybody should get to make a living with their passion.