Why Do Birds Sing In The Morning?

It's Not Till Sex Has Died Out Between A Man And A Woman That They Can Really Love. And Now I Mean Affection. Now I Mean To Be Fond Of (as One Is Fond Of Oneself) --to Hope, To Be Disappointed, To Live Inside The Other Heart.

One's Palate Is Reborn Every Morning!

As For Death, One Gets Used To It, Even If It Is Only Other People Is Death You Get Used To.

Isn't The Fear Of Pain Next Brother To Pain Itself?

Sex -- The Great Inequality, The Great Miscalculator, The Great Irritator.