I Don't Necessarily Read Everything.

Each Of Us Only Feels The Torn Lining Of His Own Coat And Sees The Wholeness Of The Other Person's.

Sex Doesn't Disappear, It Just Changes Forms.

No One To Blame! That Was Why Most People Led Lives They Hated, With People They Hated. How Wonderful To Have Someone To Blame! How Wonderful To Live With One's Nemesis! You May Be Miserable, But You Feel Forever In The Right. You May Be Fragmented, But You Feel Absolved Of All The Blame For It. Take Your Life In Your Own Hands, And What Happens? A Terrible Thing: No One To Blame.

Friends Love Misery, In Fact. Sometimes, Especially If We Are Too Lucky Or Too Successful Or Too Pretty, Our Misery Is The Only Thing That Endears Us To Our Friends.

I Think A Lot Of People, When They Read About A Woman Who Acknowledges Her Sexuality And Her Feelings, Get Really Scared. They Say They Want To Be Fearless, But In Reality They're Terrified. If They Acknowledge Their Deepest Feelings, They Might Have To Change Their Lives.