Obviously The Facts Are Never Just Coming

Literature Got Me Into This Mess And Literature Is Going To Have To Get Me Out Of It.

Let's Hope The First Comes First.

You Go To Someone And You Think, 'i'll Tell Him This.' But Why? The Impulse Is That The Telling Is Going To Relieve You. And That's Why You Feel Awful Later--you've Relieved Yourself, And If It Truly Is Tragic And Awful, It's Not Better, It's Worse---the Exhibitionism Inherent To A Confession Has Only Made The Misery Worse.

How Far Back Must We Go To Discover The Beginning Of Trouble?

Sex Is All The Enchantment Required. Do Men Find Women So Enchanting Once The Sex Is Taken Out? Does Anyone Find Anyone That Enchanting Unless They Have Sexual Business With Them? Who Else Are You Enchanted By? Nobody.