The Question You're Not Supposed To Ask

The Language Of Pornography Is Abusive, That Of Romance Adoring. Both Are Addressed To A Fetish.

My Mother Wanted To Shrink From My Clinging, But Did Not.

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

In Comedy, The Witty Style Wins Out Over Every Mishap Of The Plot.

When My Beloved Arrives, I Yawn. When My Beloved Departs, I Weep.