Exactly. When is comes to anything halfway important$$$ you just don't get it. It's amazing to me that you can put a piece of fiction together''Yeah$$$ well$$$ that's a whole different thing.'(from Honey Pie)

Listen to this$$$ Nimit. Follow Coleman Hawkins' improvised lines very carefully. He is using them to tell us something. Pay very close attention. He is telling us the story of the free spirit that is doing everything it can to escape from within him. That same kind of spirit is inside me$$$ inside you. There--you can hear it$$$ I'm sure: the hot breath$$$ the shivering heart. (Thailand)

Opera lovers may be the narrowest people in the world.

Have your dream...What you need now more than anything is discipline. Cast off mere words. Words turn into stone. (from Thailand)

Don't tell me anymore. You should have your dream$$$ as the old woman told you to. I understand how you feel$$$ but if you put those feelings into words they will turn into lies. (from Thailand)

It's not right for one friend to do all the giving and the other to do all the taking: that's not read friendship.

It's just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is$$$ among other things$$$ the me inside me.

I want to write about people who dream and wait for the night to end$$$ who long for the light so they can hold the ones they love.

By his [God's] help I will arise and address myself diligently to my appointed duty. If happiness in this world is not for me$$$ I will endeavor to promote the welfare of those around me$$$ and my reward shall be hereafter.

Therefore$$$ have done with this nonsense: you have no ground for hope: dismiss$$$ at once$$$ these hurtful thoughts and foolish wishes from your mind$$$ and turn to your own duty$$$ and the dull blank life that lies before you. You might have known such happiness was not for you.