My work knocks people out; you've not seen the best of me yet.
The microscopic world became my obsession.
As a kid, I lived in a fantasy world. I used to believe ants could talk. Not once did they say thank you.
I'm like a mad professor, but without the spiky hair.
At home, when the heating pipes made noises, I imagined a tiny person was in there skipping with a rope. The fantasy world of tiny things became my escape.
Flying helicopters is what I do for fun.