This advice$$$ although good$$$ was totally inapplicable to my case.

We are fashioned creatures$$$ but half made up.

The different accidents of life are not so changeable as the feelings of human nature.

Decency cannot be discussed without indecency!

There is always danger for those who are afraid.

My main reason for adopting literature as a profession was that$$$ as the author is never seen by his clients$$$ he need not dress respectably.

I'm not a teacher: only a fellow traveler of whom you asked the way. I pointed ahead - ahead of myself as well as you.

If people are not inspired from within$$$ it will not be possible to build a good work ethic.

What do you do when the alienating silence deafens your 'bootless cries'?

When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonder that such trivial people should muse and thunder in such lovely language.