We have more possibilities available in each moment than we realize.

I picture my epitaph: 'Here lies Paul Newman$$$ who died a failure because his eyes turned brown.'

I don't like to discuss my marriage$$$ but I will tell you something which may sound corny but which happens to be true. I have steak at home. Why should I go out for a hamburger?

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved$$$ in secret$$$ between the shadow and the soul.

My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.

Someday$$$ somewhere - anywhere$$$ unfailingly$$$ you'll find yourself$$$ and that$$$ and only that$$$ can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.

Do tears not yet spilled wait in small lakes?

Everything is so alive$$$ that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.

We must dream our way.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile$$$ but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.