with her fog$$$ her amphetamine$$$ and her pearls ...

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches$$$ only writes to$$$ keeps little photographs of.

All I have is a voice.

Charlie's dictum: All I want to know is where I'm going to die so I'll never go there.

He was my North$$$ my South$$$ my East and West$$$<br>My working week and my Sunday rest$$$<br>My noon$$$ my midnight$$$ my talk$$$ my song;<br>I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

Having firstrate people on the team is more important than designing hierarchies and clarifying who reports to whom.

Language is the mother$$$ not the handmaiden$$$ of thought; words will tell you things you never thought or felt before.

Stocks of companies selling commodity-like products should come with a warning label: Competition may prove hazardous to human wealth.

Desire$$$ even in its wildest tantrums$$$ can neither persuade me it is love nor stop me from wishing it were.

...not doing what we love in the name of greed is very poor management of our lives.