I Dream Of Vague Shapes That Hint

Anybody Can Lead A Frivolous Life. A Frivolous Writer, However, Must Have Taste And Intelligence.

A Beautiful Woman Peers Out Her Window, As Full Of Envy As The Harridan Who Peers Up At Her From The Street.

The Power Of The Past Does Not Depend On Our Knowledge Of It.

One's Fetishes Are Fascinating, But Not Because Of Their Beauty Or Significance. The Same Could Be Said For One's Genitals, Or One's Children.

I Am Forbidden Sugar, Fat, And Alcohol. So Hooray, I Guess, For Oatmeal, Lemon Juice, And Chicken Soup.