Man$$$ I want to die$$$ is all$$$ cried Ploy. "Don't you know$$$" said Dahoud$$$ "that life is the most precious possession you have?" "Ho$$$ ho$$$" said Ploy through his tears. "Why?" "Because$$$" said Dahoud$$$"'without it$$$ you'd be dead."

This spiritualist$$$ this statistician$$$ what are you anyway?

The past$$$ hey no shit$$$ it's an open invitation to wine abuse.

They plot$$$ they plot$$$ sleeping or afoot they never let up.

My mother is the war$$$ declares Roger Mexico$$$ leaning over to open the door.

As long as men massacre animals$$$ they will kill each other. Indeed$$$ he who sows the seeds of murder and pain cannot reap the joy of love.

If there be light$$$ then there is darkness; if cold$$$ heat; if height$$$ depth; if solid$$$ fluid; if hard$$$ soft; if rough$$$ smooth; if calm$$$ tempest; if prosperity$$$ adversity; if life$$$ death.

If the tower is everywhere and the knight of deliverance no proof against its magic$$$ what else?

From what we are$$$ spirit; from what we do$$$ matter. Matter and spirit are one.

Make this the golden rule$$$ the equivalent of the Hippocratic oath: Everything we ask a child to do should be worth doing.