I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.

I had an inheritance from my father. It was the moon and the sun. And though I roam all over the world$$$ the spending of its never done.

If the others heard me talking out loud they would think that I am crazy. But since I am not$$$ I do not care.

When you start to live outside yourself$$$ it's all dangerous.

So far$$$ about morals$$$ I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.

Write hard and clear about what hurts.

When people talk$$$ listen completely. Most people never listen.

But that was war. Just about all he could find in its favor was that it paid well and liberated children from the pernicious influence of their parents.

Butterflies are self propelled flowers.

The poets are in the vanguard of a changed conception of Being.