I Spent Four Years Doing A Doctorate

Sometimes,' Sylvie Said, 'one Can Mistake Gratitude For Love.

Time Was A Thief, He Stole Your Life Away From You And The Only Way You Could Get It Back Was To Outwit Him And Snatch It Right Back.

Sometimes I Would Like To Cry. I Close My Eyes. Why Weren't We Designed So That We Can Close Our Ears As Well? (perhaps Because We Would Never Open Them.) Is There Some Way That I Could Accelerate My Evolution And Develop Earlids?

I Am Mad, I Think. I Am Mad Therefore I Think. I Am Mad Therefore I Think I Am.

If They Would All Sleep All The Time She Wouldn't Mind Being Their Mother.