Dear old world$$$ you are very lovely$$$ and I am glad to be alive in you.

My art and profession is to live.

There's a link between bigotry and bad spelling.

The aim of life is to live$$$ and to live means to be aware$$$ joyously$$$ drunkenly$$$ serenely$$$ divinely aware.

No half measures$$$ he muttered several times. It was his personal motto; he intended to have it latinised and put on a crest.

It is not easy to measure the ocean$$$ but we can be measured by it$$$ confront it$$$ and be in it.

Every man's death is standing in for every other. And since death comes to all there is no way to abate the fear of it except to love the man who stands for us.

A mind needs books as a sword needs a whetstone$$$ if it is to keep its edge.

I never forget a face$$$ but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.

Do what you will. Even if you tear yourself apart$$$ most people will continue doing the same things.