I think the Beatles are a really overrated band. ― Hardly!

At public devotions, her winning modesty, her resigned carriage, made virtue and religion appear with new ornaments, and in the natural apparel of simplicity and beauty.

It's perhaps fitting that I write this introduction in jail—that graduate school of survival. Here you learn how to use toothpaste as glue, fashion a shiv out of a spoon and build intricate communication networks.

That is the Gulfe of Greedinesse, they say, That deepe engorgeth all this worldes pray...