Sometimes "yes" Is Rhetoric Enough.

Your Love For Me Is Founded In A Sentiment. My Love For You Is Founded In The Body. A Precarious Interchange.

The Poor Live Slow And Hard; The Rich, Fast And Easy. The Rest Of Us Shuffle Along As We May.

I Must Like My Profession, Since I Can Hardly Distinguish Myself From It.

Taste Refers To The Past, Imagination To The Future.

The Philosophy Of Hedonism Means Little To Lovers Of Pleasure. They Have No Inclination To Read Philosophy, Or To Write It.