Because if you can't kill then you are always subject to those who can$$$ and nothing and no one will ever save you.

If desire did not dim the brain$$$ nobody would ever get married$$$ drunk$$$ or fat.

Silence is more eloquent than words.

Look to be treated by others as you have treated others.

I want to still be me when I wake up one fine morning and have breakfast at Tiffanys.

Dizzy with excitement is no mere phrase.

Writing has laws of perspective$$$ of light and shade just as painting does$$$ or music. If you are born knowing them$$$ fine. If not$$$ learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself.

I couldn't understand a sense of unease that multiplied until I could hear my heart beating.

It may be that there is no place for any of us. Except we know there is somewhere; and if we found it$$$ but lived there only a moment$$$ we could count ourselves blessed.

Youth is hardly human: it can't be$$$ for the young never believe they will die...especially would they never believe that death comes$$$ and often$$$ in forms other than the natural one.