Don't get mad$$$ get even.

The future is not a gift. It is an achievement.

Great poetry needs no interpreter other than a responsive heart.

I was surprised$$$ as always$$$ by how easy the act of leaving was$$$ and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.

The purpose of life is to contribute in some way to making things better.

Books$$$ like good friends$$$ should be few and well chosen.

The sun rose and set in a land of dreams whether the clocks were right or wrong.

For peace to reign on Earth$$$ humans must evolve into new beings who have learned to see the whole first.

You can choose to be free$$$ but it's last decision you'll ever make.

Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.