I don't think I'm easy to talk about. I've got a very irregular head. And I'm not anything that you think I am anyway.

I don't really read a lot. Maybe I should.

I think young people should have a lot of fun. But I never seem to have any.

I don't feel active, and that my public conscience is fully satisfied.

Have you seen the roses? There's a whole lot of colours.

You only have to read the lines of scribbly black and everything shines.

I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like. It's got a basket, a bell that rings and things to make it look good. I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it...