Maxioms by Erica Jong
What all the ads and all the whoreoscopes seemed to imply was that if only you were narcissistic enough, if read more
What all the ads and all the whoreoscopes seemed to imply was that if only you were narcissistic enough, if only you took proper care of your smells, your hair, your boobs, your eyelashes, your armpits, your crotch, your stars, your scars, and your choice of Scotch in bars--you would meet a beautiful, powerful, potent, and rich man who would satisfy every longing, fill every hole, make your heart skip a beat (or stand still), make you misty, and fly you to the moon (preferably on gossamer wings), where you would live totally satisfied forever.
And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.
Take your life in your own hands and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.
Take your life in your own hands and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.
Show me a woman who doesn't feel guilty, and I'll show you a man.
Show me a woman who doesn't feel guilty, and I'll show you a man.
And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk more. -Erica Jong.
And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk more. -Erica Jong.
