IT WAS A BUSY YEAR AND THEN IT WASNT

There is no one around and I can really breathe

I don’t know so well what I think until I see what I say

He is the worst specimen I have met in 30 years’ service

Spring is an explosion

Most of your life will happen in the gray spaces between bliss and heartbreak

I will make an infinite number of items for attack and defence

I shall never be in

The birds is coming

No, no, no, sir! A thousand times no!

I would accept neither his fame nor his fortune

You can cry all the way to the bank