Every something is an echo of nothing.

When the past is forgotten$$$ the present is unforgettable.

We spend more time learning how to make a living than we do learning to make a life.

Rivers$$$ ponds$$$ lakes and streams — they all have different names$$$ but they all contain water. Just as religions do — they all contain truths.

Inside of a ring or out$$$ ain't nothing wrong with going down. It's staying down that's wrong.

Live everyday as if it were your last because someday you're going to be right.

Don't cry so bitterly$$$ but remember this day$$$ and resolve with all your soul that you will never know another like it.

A time will come when you will find that in gaining a brief joy$$$ you have lost your peace forever.

I wish I had no heart$$$ it aches so.

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.