I Prefer Sayings Over Jokes.

It Is A Quiet And Peaceful Place - And A Fitting Place For The Remains Of This Greatest Of Sea Tragedies To Rest.

Most Of The Time You Are Growing Up, People Tell You What's Wrong With You. Your Coach Tells You, Your Parents Tell You, The Teachers Tell You When They Grade You. I Think That's Very Good In The Early Stages, Because It Helps You Then Develop Skills. But At Some Point In Your Career, Generally I Think When You Are In Your Teens, You Look In A Mirror And You Have To Say, Despite All The Bumps And Warts, "i Like That Person I'm Looking At, And Let's Just Do Our Best."

The Deep Sea Has More History In It Than All The Museums Of The World-combined.

The Fact That This Chain Of Life Existed [at Volcanic Vents On The Seafloor] In The Black Cold Of The Deep Sea And Was Utterly Independent Of Sunlight - Previously Thought To Be The Font Of All Earth's Life - Has Startling Ramifications. If Life Could Flourish There, Nurtured By A Complex Chemical Process Based On Geothermal Heat, Then Life Could Exist Under Similar Conditions On Planets Far Removed From The Nurturing Light Of Our Parent Star, The Sun.

I Can't Travel Without Sudoku.