I Know Little Of Women. But I've

I Found The Offer Of A Knighthood Something That I Couldn't Possibly Accept. I Found It To Be Somehow Squalid, A Knighthood. There's A Relationship To Government About Knights.

I Know Little Of Women. But I've Heard Dread Tales.

Clinton's Hands Remain Incredibly Clean, Don't They, And Tony Blair's Smile Remains As Wide As Ever. I View These Guises With Profound Contempt.

The Speech We Hear Is An Indication Of That Which We Don't Hear. It Is A Necessary Avoidance, A Violent, Sly, And Anguished Or Mocking Smoke Screen Which Keeps The Other In Its True Place. When True Silence Falls We Are Left With Echo But Are Nearer Nakedness. One Way Of Looking At Speech Is To Say That It Is A Constant Stratagem To Cover Nakedness.

I Hate Brandy...it Stinks Of Modern Literature.