Neither of my parents went to church, but they did everything that you needed to do to be Christian. That's something a Quaker would call an intimation of the divine.

It's not worth doing something unless you were doing something that someone, somewere, would much rather you weren't doing.

It was driving me crazy that I couldn't remember something that I studied the night before. All it did was trigger my anxiety, and all of sudden everything would snowball on me.

What do you call those things you find at the bottom of rivers? Frogs? Stones? Unsuccessful Gangsters?

Personally, I think the best motto for an educational establishment is: 'Or Would You Rather Be a Mule?'

You can't remember the plot of the Dr Who movie because it didn't have one, just a lot of plot holes strung together. It did have a lot of flashing lights, though.