With the gift of faith$$$ we move on.

We think caged birds sing$$$ when indeed they cry.

Since people are going to be living longer and getting older$$$ they'll just have to learn how to be babies longer.

You have to do stuff that average people don't understand because those are the only good things.

No art is possible without a dance with death.

Do good because it is good to do good. Ask no more.

Whenever a friend succeeds$$$ a little something in me dies.

As a well spent day brings happy sleep$$$ so life well used brings happy death.

All you have the right to ask of life is to choose a battle in this war$$$ make the best you can$$$ and leave the field with honor.

As if pity is$$$ as he has been taught$$$ not a helpless outcry but a powerful tide that could redeem the world...