I Can Be Me, And People Seem

I Always Wanted To Be An Explorer, But - It Seemed I Was Doomed To Be Nothing More Than A Very Silly Person.

All I Ask Of Food Is That It Doesn't Harm Me.

I'm Aware That, If You Feel Down, It Can Be Strangely Unrelated To Circumstances Around You. That's Just The Way Life Is.

I Am Restless. I Don't Mind Leaving This Comfortable, Static Life. I Could Live A Year On My Own In A Remote Village.

As I Work In The Afternoon On Committing To Paper Some Of My Morning's Thoughts, I Find Myself Just About To Close On The Knotty Question Of Whether Or Not I Believe In God. In Fact I Am About To Type, 'i Do Not Believe In God', When The Sky Goes Black As Ink, There Is A Thunderclap And A Huge Crash Of Thunder And A Downpour Of Epic Proportions. I Never Do Complete The Sentence.