I am not the law$$$ but I represent justice so far as my feeble powers go.

I praise loudly. I blame softly.

Nothing is miserable unless you think it so; and on the other hand$$$ nothing brings happiness unless you are content with it.

I think that the task of philosophy is not to provide answers$$$ but to show how the way we perceive a problem can be itself part of a problem.

We're not dreamers. We're awaking from a dream turning into a nightmare. We're not destroying anything. We're watching the system destroy itself.

The one measure of true love is: you can insult the other.

Our world will not die as the result of the bomb$$$ as the papers say$$$ it will die of laughter$$$ of banality$$$ or making a joke of everything$$$ and a lousy joke at that.

It's a story of love$$$ of hatred$$$ and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.

Presents are made for the pleasure of who gives them$$$ not the merits of who receives them.

True power does not need arrogance$$$ a long beard and a barking voice. True power strangles you with silk ribbons$$$ charm$$$ and intelligence.