Words Without Experience Are Meaningless.

Oh, My Lolita, I Have Only Words To Play With!

Literature And Butterflies Are The Two Sweetest Passions Known To Man.

It Was Love At First Sight, At Last Sight, At Ever And Ever Sight.

No Writer In A Free Country Should Be Expected To Bother About The Exact Demarcation Between The Sensuous And The Sensual; This Is Preposterous; I Can Only Admire But Cannot Emulate The Accuracy Of Judgment Of Those Who Pose The Fair Young Mammals Photographed In Magazines Where The General Neckline Is Just Low Enough To Provoke A Past Master's Chuckle And Just High Enough Not To Make A Postmaster Frown.

Nymphets Do Not Occur In Polar Regions.