I think with my right hand.

It is certainly very hard to write about sex in English without making it unattractive.

The great mistake about Europe is taking the countries seriously and letting them quarrel and drop bombs on one another.

I really can't stand any more to pay for a burst of animation when someone comes in for drinks with a depressed and low-keyed next day, in which I have to go around on my hands and knees.

At 60 the sexual preoccupation, when it hits you, seems sometimes sharper, as if it were an elderly malady, like gout.

Every work of art is a trick by which the artist manipulates appearances.

His style has the desperate jauntiness of an orchestra fiddling away for dear life on a sinking ship.