There was her face$$$ like a summer peach$$$ beautiful and warm$$$ and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes. He held his breath. The entire world waited and held its breath.

You grow ravenous. You run fevers. You know exhilarations. You can't sleep at night$$$ because your beast-creature ideas want out and turn you in your bed. It is a grand way to live.

I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel$$$ sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs$$$ I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.

Marriage$$$ the most advanced form of warfare in the modern world.

Anything you dream is fiction$$$ and anything you accomplish is science$$$ the whole history of mankind is nothing but science fiction.

I'll hold on to the world tight some day. I've got one finger on it now; that's a beginning.

So few want to be rebels anymore. And out of those few$$$ most$$$ like myself$$$ scare easily.

A good night sleep$$$ or a ten minute bawl$$$ or a pint of chocolate ice cream$$$ or all three together$$$ is good medicine.

The road to wealth is sown with false starts and failures that should in no way discourage the poor who make good or our neighbors with new found riches. We have to give it our all.

You can woo a girl with a poem$$$ but you can't hold onto her with a poem. Not even with a poetry movement.