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I don't think I can play any other way but all out. I enjoy the game so much because I'm read more
I don't think I can play any other way but all out. I enjoy the game so much because I'm putting so much into it.
We would rather have one man or woman working with us than three merely working for us.
We would rather have one man or woman working with us than three merely working for us.
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets read more
And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.
A kind and compassionate act is often its own reward.
A kind and compassionate act is often its own reward.
What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking read more
What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.
The social kiss is an exchange of insincerity between two combatants on the field of social advancement. It places hygiene read more
The social kiss is an exchange of insincerity between two combatants on the field of social advancement. It places hygiene before affection and condescension before all else.
We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.
We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the read more
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.