Isn't a kid alive who doesn't dream about rewarding her folks$$$ or punishing them.

Which is worse: Hell or nothing?

Suspicion is the companion of mean souls$$$ and the bane of all good society.

Man cannot make principles$$$ he can only discover them.

But such is the irresistible nature of truth$$$ that all it asks$$$ and all it wants$$$ is the liberty of appearing.

In moments of crisis one is never fighting against an external enemy but always against one's own body.

Happiness can exist only in acceptance.

The secret of rulership is to combine a belief in ones own infallibility with a power to learn from past mistakes.

Our lives can only be interpreted in retrospect$$$ yet must be lived from day to day$$$ blindly. What folly$$$ the human condition!

Writing is a consequence of having been 'haunted' by material. Why this is$$$ no one knows.