All day I've built a lifetime and now the sun sinks to undo it.

I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is no road. It is one of a kind just as yours is.

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.

Shakespeare's enduring tragedy did its part to further the goals of the Mercenaries glamorizing death$$$ making dying for love seem the most noble act of all$$$ though nothing could be further from the truth. Taking an innocent life in a misguided attempt to prove love or for any other reason is a useless waste.

And an equation is the same whether it's written in red or green ink.

Until we have begun to go without them$$$ we fail to realize how unnecessary many things are. We've been using them not because we needed them but because we had them.

It is difficult to bring people to goodness with lessons$$$ but it is easy to do so by example.

Ignorance is the cause of fear.

Life is like a play: it's not the length$$$ but the excellence of the acting that matters.

I shall never be ashamed of citing a bad author if the line is good.