A dream is not a very safe thing to be near... I know; I had one once. It's like a loaded pistol with a hair trigger: if it stays alive long enough$$$ somebody is going to be hurt. But if it's a good dream$$$ it's worth it.
Ingenuity was apparently given man in order that he may supply himself in crises with shapes and sounds with which to guard himself from truth.
He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary. (On Ernest Hemingway)
When I have one martini$$$ I feel bigger$$$ wiser$$$ taller. When I have a second$$$ I feel superlative. When I have more$$$ there's no holding me.
An artist is a creature driven by demons. He doesn't know why they choose him and he's usually too busy to wonder why. He is completely amoral in that he will rob$$$ borrow$$$ beg$$$ or steal from anybody and everybody to get the work done.
A man's moral conscience is the curse he had to accept from the gods in order to gain from them the right to dream.
It is the man who all his life has been self-convicted of veracity whose lies find quickest credence.
Complaints about reality are immature.
Love of life is born of the awareness of death$$$ of the dread of it.
You have no responsibility to live up to what other people think you ought to accomplish. I have no responsibility to be like they expect me to be. It's their mistake$$$ not my failing.