Truly God Was Good, To Make Man

The Bird With The Thorn In Its Breast, It Follows An Immutable Law; It Is Driven By It Knows Not What To Impale Itself, And Die Singing. At The Very Instant The Thorn Enters There Is No Awareness In It Of The Dying To Come; It Simply Sings And Sings Until There Is Not The Life Left To Utter Another Note. But We, When We Put The Thorns In Our Breasts, We Know. We Understand. And Still We Do It. Still We Do It.

The Labour Party Of Today Has Fits Of Horrors Of The Very Thought Of Somebody Like Me Might Saying That They Bought In White Australia. But I Believe They Did.

The Lovely Thing About Being Forty Is That You Can Appreciate Twenty-five-year-old Men More.

There's A Hell Of A Lot Of Horny People Out There Who Are Not Being Gratified In The Way They Should Be.

My Husband Says It Is Very Good That I Have Very Tiny Feet, Because They're Easier To Get In My Mouth.