Most travel$$$ and certainly the rewarding kind$$$ involves depending on the kindness of strangers$$$ putting yourself into the hands of people you don't know and trusting them with your life.

Our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all$$$ and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't.

Because philosophy arises from awe$$$ a philosopher is bound in his way to be a lover of myths and poetic fables. Poets and philosophers are alike in being big with wonder.

Time is for dragonflies and angels. The former live too little and the latter live too long.

Christmas is a day of meaning and traditions$$$ a special day spent in the warm circle of family and friends.

Here was a tranquil$$$ sunshiny day of a life that was to be agitated and stormy$$$ a happy hour or two to remember. Not much happened during the happy hour or two. It was only sweet sleep$$$ pleasant waking$$$ friendly welcome$$$ serene pastime.

By humbly and frankly acknowledging yourself to be in the wrong$$$ there is no knowing$$$ my son$$$ what good you may do. I knew once a gentleman and very worthy practitioner in Vanity Fair$$$ who used to do little wrongs to his neighbours on purpose$$$ and in order to apologise for them in an open and manly way afterwards and what ensued? My friend Crocky Doyle was liked everywhere$$$ and deemed to be rather impetuous but the honestest fellow.

Time has dealt kindly with that stout officer$$$ as it does ordinarily with men who have good stomachs and good tempers$$$ and are not perplexed over much by fatigue of the brain.

Picture to yourself$$$ O fair young reader$$$ a worldly$$$ selfish$$$ graceless$$$ thankless$$$ religionless old woman$$$ writhing in pain and fear$$$ and without her wig. Picture her to yourself$$$ and ere you be old$$$ learn to love and pray.

Money has only a different value in the eyes of each.