Life Is Painful And Disappointing. It Is

Beds Last On An Average Much Longer Than Marriages.

The Terrible Predicament Of A Beautiful Girl Is That Only An Experienced Womanizer, Someone Cynical And Without Scruple, Feels Up To The Challenge. More Often Than Not, She Will Lose Her Virginity To Some Filthy Lowlife In What Proves To Be The First Step In An Irrevocable Decline.

On Sunday Morning I Went Out For A While In The Neighbourhood; I Bought Some Raisin Bread. The Day Was Warm But A Little Sad, As Sundays Often Are In Paris, Especially When One Doesn't Believe In God.

I Think That If Writers Don't Speak About Real Life, It's Because They Don't Know It.

Why Am I Popular? I Don't Know. Is It A Mistake? I Should Think It's A Mistake Somewhere.