Who wants flowers when youre dead? Nobody.

If you had a million years to do it in$$$ you couldn't rub out even half the "Fuck you" signs in the world. It's impossible.

One should not believe too strongly in a life which can easily vanish.

With us$$$ said Reginald$$$ "a Cabinet usually gets the credit of being depraved and worthless beyond the bounds of human conception by the time it has been in office about four years."

It was the happiest Christmas Eve he had ever spent. To quote his own words$$$ he had a rotten Christmas.

But$$$ good gracious$$$ you've got to educate him first. You can't expect a boy to be vicious till he's been to a good school.

We make our world significant by the courage of our questions and the depth of our answers.

Truth titillates the imagination far less than fiction.

What we are doing here is only the image of what we would like to do.

The only possible interpretation of any research whatever in the social sciences is: some do$$$ some don't.