No One Goes To The Toilet In

Sadness Is The Matrix From Which Wit And Irony Spring; Sadness Is Uncomfortable And Creative, Which Is Why Consumer Society Cannot Tolerate It.

Marriage Cannot Be A Job As It Has Become.

In Any Library In The World, I Am At Home, Unselfconscious, Still And Absorbed.

Men Ought To Become More Conscious Of Their Bodies As Objects Of Delight.

The Blind Conviction That We Have To Do Something About Other People's Reproductive Behavior, And That We May Have To Do It Whether They Like It Or Not, Derives From The Assumption That The World Belongs To Us, Who Have So Expertly Depleted Its Resources, Rather Than To Them, Who Have Not.