I'm not the smartest fellow in the world$$$ but I can sure pick smart colleagues.

Can all this just be an accident? Or could there be some alien intelligence behind it?

I just wanted to do something important.

I don't like needing anyone for anything.

Proper words in proper places make the true definition of style.

I would rather hire a man with enthusiasm$$$ than a man who knows everything.

Faster... faster... it'll stop all right when the time comes.

We are not allowed to linger$$$ even with what is most intimate.

You darkness$$$ that I come from$$$ I love you more than all the fires that fence in the world.

Everything terrible is something that needs our love.