But these are small troubles$$$ people will say. Yes$$$ but they are drops which wear hollows in the rock.

My life will be the best illustration of all my work.

In youth$$$ there are always two forces fighting in people. The warm unthinking little animal struggles against the thing that reflects and remembers.

We live in a rainbow of chaos.

Life does rhyme: it rhymes all the time.

Everyone is right up there at the very brink of their pain limit.

So I am lonely$$$ but not alone$$$ like everybody else.

Money doesn't mind if we say it's evil$$$ it goes from strength to strength. It's a fiction$$$ an addiction$$$ and a tacit conspiracy.

Men do less than they ought$$$ unless they do all they can.

The absurd is lucid reason noting its limits.