Evil Alone Has Oil For Every Wheel.

I Am All The Time Talking About You, And Bragging, To One Person Or Another. I Am Like The Ancient Mariner, Who Had A Tale In His Heart He Must Unfold To All. I Am Always Buttonholing Somebody And Saying, "someday You Must Meet My Mother."

Oh, You Mean I'm A Homosexual! Of Course I Am, And Heterosexual Too, But What's That Got To Do With My Headache?

What Should I Be But Just What I Am?

Life Isn't One Thing After Another, It's The Same Thing Over And Over.

I, Being Born A Woman And Distressed By All The Needs And Notions Of My Kind.