You who suffer because you love$$$ love still more. To die of love$$$ is to live by it.

In the pit of red$$$ you hid from the bone-clinic whiteness. But the jewel you lost was blue.

The sea fills my ear<br>with sand and with fear.<br>You may wash out the sand$$$<br>but never the sound<br>of the ghost of the sea<br>that is haunting me.

Shoes got by devilish ways will burn your feet.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent.

To put everything in balance is good$$$ to put everything in harmony is better.

This thing about looking for someone less different... It only really worked$$$ he realized$$$ if you were convinced that being you wasn't so bad in the first place.

My friends don't seem to be friends at all but people whose phone numbers I haven't lost.

I lost the plot for a while then. And I lost the subplot$$$ the script$$$ the soundtrack$$$ the intermission$$$ my popcorn$$$ the credits$$$ and the exit sign.

Sleep$$$ delicious and profound$$$ the very counterfeit of death.