Think of love as a state of grace; not the means to anything but the alpha and omega$$$ an end in itself.

Nothing is so aggravating as calmness.

One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship!

In the end$$$ it is impossible not to become what others believe you are.

It's enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.

Galbraith's First Law: Modesty is a vastly overrated virtue.

One of the greatest pieces of economic wisdom is to know what you do not know.

When you love something you just don't want to stop talking about it.

I think maybe Hell is a place. But you don't have to stay anywhere forever.

If you do not climb$$$ you will not fall. This is true. But is it that bad to fail$$$ that hard to fall?