Ambition robs you of your childhood. The moment you want to become an adult in any way$$$ something in your childhood dies.

The hardest thing to accept about the passage of time is that the people who mattered most to us are all wrapped up in parenthesis.

And never forget$$$ there is memory.

How we love to love things for other people; how we love to have other people love things through our eyes.

Life forces enough final decisions on us. We should have the sense to avoid as many of the unnecessary ones as we can.

If you care about something$$$ you have to protect it. If youre lucky enough to find a way of life you love$$$ you have to find the courage to live it.

We often need to lose sight of our priorities in order to see them.

Don't use that exotic word "ideals". We have a good enough native word: "lies".

Like vanishing dew$$$ a passing apparition$$$ or the sudden flash of lightning — already gone — thus should one regard one's self.

..there is always soma$$$ delicious soma$$$ half a gramme for a half-holiday$$$ a gramme for a week-end$$$ two grammes for a trip to the gorgeous East$$$ three for a dark eternity on the moon...