Who can tell what metals the gods use in forging the subtle bond which we call sympathy$$$ which we might as well call love.

And moreover$$$ to succeed$$$ the artist must possess the courageous soul . . . the brave soul. The soul that dares and defies.

We shouldn't be looking for heroes$$$ we should be looking for good ideas.

Everything is going to be fine in the end. And if it's not fine$$$ it's not the end.

I had to decide how to use that pressure. I had to decide whether it was going to crush me or turn me into a diamond.

You only fight well for causes you yourself have shaped$$$ with which you identify 3and burn.

You are the butter to my bread$$$ and the breath to my life.

Forbid us something and that thing we desire.

Clark Kent$$$ only a Jew would pick a name like that for himself.

Do what you gotta do and stay fly.