Every Declaration Of Love Contains

My Father Liked To Moralize, And So Do I. But He Was In Earnest, While I Am Embarrassed And Pretend That I Am Merely Being Witty.

If We Think About The Obvious Long Enough, It Dissolves.

Art Chooses Its Constraints.

Love Talks And Talks. Lust Is Brief And To The Point.

Asceticism Without Religion Is Just Another Way Of Cultivating Peculiar Sensations.