“it came pretty late In a sense it is good. It won’t get over my head.”

“If people got hit on the head by a baseball bat every week, pretty soon they would invent reasons why getting hit on the head with a baseball bat was a good thing.”

“In my youth, it was my good luck to have a few good teachers, men and women, who came into my head and lit a match.”

“How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”

“Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it”

“Something won’t forgive it all ~ "Sense"”

“If I went to the pub lunch and cleared my head with a pint surely there would be an insight, a flash of inspiration. Surely. My money went over the bar. The pint came back. Nothing else.”

“It didn’t feel, at that moment, like I was getting into something over my head. It never does, before you take the leap.”

“I'd like to get a lot done in a short period of time. ... Your head coach won’t be real patient. Trying to keep it in perspective? Yes. Real patient? No.”

“Inspiration: A miasma originating in the head that pollutes the body and irritates good sense.”