London is a city of ghosts; you feel them here. Not just of people, but eras. The ghost of empire, or the blitz, the plague, the smoky ghost of the Great Fire that gave us Christopher Wren's churches and ushered in the Georgian city.
Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?
So with truth - there is a certain moment when one can say, this is the truth and here I put a dot, a stop, and I go to another thing. A judge has to put an end to a deliberation. But for a historian, there's never an end to the past. It can go on and on and on.
I should prefer to have a politician who regularly went to a massage parlour than one who promised a laptop computer for every teacher.
Let's find out what everyone is doing, And then stop everyone from doing it.
Never stop fighting until you arrive at your destined place - that is, the unique you. Have an aim in life, continuously acquire knowledge, work hard, and have perseverance to realise the great life.
Climbing to the top demands strength, whether it is to the top of Mount Everest or to the top of your career.
My hair grows and grows; you cannot stop it - that fellow grows, it grows wild.
Never stop paying attention to things. Never make your mind up finally. Do not hold beliefs.
The Matrix is top secret. There isn't much that can be said right now.