Sex On The Brain Is The Wrong

He Was Not Only A Bore; He Bored For England.

My Opinion, My Conviction, Gains Immensely In Strength And Sureness The Minute A Second Mind As Adopted It.

Sex Is The Mysticism Of Materialism And The Only Possible Religion In A Materialistic Society.

God, Stay With Me, Let No Word Cross My Lips That Is Not Your Word, No Thoughts Enter My Mind That Are Not Your Thoughts, No Deed Ever Be Done Or Entertained By Me That Is Not Your Deed.

Old Politicians, Like Old Actors, Revive In The Limelight. The Vacancy Which Afflicts Them In Private Momentarily Lifts When, Oncemore, They Feel The Eyes Of An Audience Upon Them. Their Old Passion For Holding The Centre Of The Stage Guides Their Uncertain Footsteps To Where The Footlights Shine, And Summons Up A Wintry Smile When The Curtain Rises.