It's A Dead Give Away

What Was Sleep? A Blessing, A Respite From Life, An Echo Of Death, A Demanding Nuisance?

That's The Purpose Of Old Age... To Give Us A Breathing Space Before We Die, In Which To See Why We Did What We Did.

Duty, The Most Indecent Of All Obsessions, Was Only Another Name For Love.

There's A Hell Of A Lot Of Horny People Out There Who Are Not Being Gratified In The Way They Should Be.

My Fictitious Characters Will Take The Bit Between Their Teeth And Gallop Off And Do Something That I Hadn't Counted On. However, I Always Insist On Dragging Them Back To The Straight And Narrow