In short I will part with anything for you but you.

There'll be icicles and birthday clothes$$$ and sometimes there'll be sorrow.

Fear is like the wilderland — stepping stones or sinking sand.

A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place$$$ and in itself can make a heav'n of hell$$$ a hell of heav'n.

Tis midnight now. The bend and broken moon$$$ Batter'd and black$$$ as from a thousand battles$$$ Hangs silent on the purple walls of Heaven.

We are dancing in the hollow of nothingness. We are one flesh$$$ but separated like stars.

We create our fate every day . . . most of the ills we suffer from are directly traceable to our own behavior.

Words are loneliness.

I have no money$$$ no resources$$$ no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.

Love is our true destiny. We do not find the meaning of life by ourselves alone - we find it with another.