Why are our days numbered and not$$$ say$$$ lettered?

Your self esteem is like a notch below Kafka's.

I'm not a drinker$$$ my body won't tolerate...eh...spirits$$$ really. I had two martinis New Years Eve and I tried to hi-jack an elevator and fly it to Cuba.

One ought to be afraid of nothing other then things possessed of power to do us harm$$$ but things innoucuous need not be feared.

There are so many interesting times we could have visited.

But truly$$$ if I were not Alexander$$$ I would be Diogenes.

Bedways is rightways now$$$ so best we go homeways.

Freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul.

When we make little sacrifices$$$ we like to have them appreciated$$$ at least.

For it is the small temptations which undermine integrity$$$ unless we watch and pray and never think them too trivial to be resisted.