It was the insoluble problems$$$ the false leads and the cold cases$$$ that reflected the true nature of things.

And that was when you realized the fire was inside you all the time. And that was the miracle. Just that.

The truth of some promises is not as important as whether or not you can believe in them$$$ with all your heart.

All kinds of beauty do not captivate love. There is a kind that only pleases the sight$$$ but does not captivate the affections.

A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art.

I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.

We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children.

The hurrier I go$$$ the behinder I get.

Who in the world am I? Ah$$$ that's the great puzzle.

If you'll believe in me$$$ I'll believe in you.