All that remains of that minute is time in all its purity$$$ bone-white time.

I make myself rich by making my wants few.

The cleverest of all$$$ in my opinion$$$ is the man who calls himself a fool at least once a month.

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment$$$ before a word is spoken.

A fool with a heart and no sense is just as unhappy as a fool with sense and no heart.

Can a man of perception respect himself at all?

Can a man of perception respect himself at all?

In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us$$$ Make us your slaves$$$ but feed us.

Bad people are to be found everywhere$$$ but even among the worst$$$ there may be something good.

Everything will come in due course$$$ if you have the gumption to wait for it.