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Man Is Jealous Because Of His Amour Propre; Woman Is Jealous Because Of Her Lack Of It.

Now As Before, Women Must Refuse To Be Meek And Guileful, For Truth Cannot Be Served By Dissimulation. Women Who Fancy That They Manipulate The World By Pussy Power And Gentle Cajolery Are Fools. It Is Slavery To Have To Adopt Such Tactics.

The Treatment For Jaded Sensibilities Is Not To Shatter Them, After All.

Love, Love, Love – All The Wretched Cant Of It, Masking Egotism, Lust, Masochism, Fantasy Under A Mythology Of Sentimental Postures, A Welter Of Self-induced Miseries And Joys, Blinding And Masking The Essential Personalities In The Frozen Gestures Of Courtship, In The Kissing And The Dating And The Desire, The Compliments And The Quarrels Which Vivify Its Barrenness.

I Grew Up Thinking There Was One Unpardonable Sin – To Be Boring.