All The Power Is With The Sex

The Maturing Process Of Becoming A Writer Is Akin To That Of A Harlot. First You Do It For Love, Then For A Few Friends, And Finally Only For Money.

There Is No Secret Of The Heart Which Our Actions Do Not Disclose.

We Are Easily Duped By Those We Love.

People Can Be Induced To Swallow Anything, Provided It Is Sufficiently Seasoned With Praise.

You Are A Fool In Four Letters, My Son.