The oldest$$$ truest$$$ most beautiful organ of music$$$ the origin to which alone our music owes its being$$$ is the human voice.

One might say that where Religion becomes artificial$$$ it is reserved for Art to save the spirit of religion.

Please — a little less love$$$ and a little more common decency.

How embarrassing to be human.

Eat$$$ drink$$$ and be merry$$$ for tomorrow we die.

The truth is$$$ we know so little about life$$$ we don't really know what the good news is and what the bad news is.

For can anything be sillier than to insist on carrying a burden one would continually much rather throw to the ground?

Everywhere the weak execrate the powerful$$$ before whom they cringe; and the powerful beat them like sheep whose wool and flesh they sell.

The pursuit of pleasure must be the goal of every rational person.

It is said that God is always on the side of the big battalions.