What We Love About Love

Women Are Never Landlocked: They're Always Mere Minutes Away From The Briny Deep Of Tears.

If There Is Something You Must Do And You Cannot Do It, You Cannot Do Anything Else.

Love Is Often Gentle, Desire Always A Rage.

Family Quarrels Have A Total Bitterness Unmatched By Others. Yet It Sometimes Happens That They Also Have A Kind Of Tang, A Pleasantness Beneath The Unpleasantness, Based On The Tacit Understanding That This Is Not For Keeps; That Any Limb You Climb Out On Will Still Be There Later For You To Climb Back.

Vanity, Revenge, Loneliness, Boredom, All Apply: Lust Is One Of The Least Of The Reasons For Promiscuity.