Our chief marketable skill$$$ coming out of college$$$ is the ability to write authoritatively about things we don't necessarily understand.

I haven't anything against whores$$$ except this: some of them may have an honest tongue but they all have dishonest hearts.

Appearances matter — and remember to smile.

The lives of all people flow through time$$$ and$$$ regardless of how brutal one moment may be$$$ how filled with grief or pain or fear$$$ time flows through all lives equally.

Philosophy is the Devil's whore.

And since gin to artifice bears the same relation as tears to mascara$$$ her attractions at once dissembled.

Named must your fear be$$$ before banish it you can.

If you try and lose then it isn't your fault. But if you don't try and we lose$$$ then it's all your fault.

The noblest art is that of making others happy.

Perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.