Why does my muse only speak when she is uhnhappy? She does not, I only listen when I am unhappy.

Oh Lion in a peculiar guise, Sharp Roman road to Paradise, Come eat me up, I'll pay thy toll With all my flesh, and keep my soul.

Colours are what drive me most strongly.

If a lady comes up to you and tells you that your dear mama is lying in a faint on the pavement round the corner, don't you believe her, don't have anything to do with her, do not go with her into the cab. It is the White Slave Traffic.

Life may be treacherous, but you can always depend on death.

I may be smelly and I may be old, Rough in my pebbles, reedy in my pools, But where my fish float by I bless their swimming, And I like the people to bathe in me especially women.

Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable.