For it is the business of Ethics$$$ I must insist$$$ not only to obtain true results$$$ but also to find valid reasons for them.

The music coming from inside sounded like robots fucking. And complaining about it. In rhythmic monotone. European robots.

A delayed game is eventually good$$$ a bad game is bad forever.

I wondered how a man ever got an English girl into bed. What did they do with her hockey stick?

This is not a promise$$$ this is not threat$$$ it's just the way it's gonna be!!!

I am a romantic$$$ but I do put up a barrier around myself$$$ so it is hard for people to get in and to know the real me

What I have to say is all in the music. If I want to say anything$$$ I write a song.

The wind sounded of Mother Earth's forsaken and abandoned cries.

He in the limbo of the Christless righteous$$$ I in a terrestrial hell.

I want you so bad$$$ I'll go back on the things I believe. There I just said it$$$ I'm scared you'll forget about me.