Very well then, better a sane crook than a mad puritan.
No one should live beyond 30.
The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.
He's sensitive and I don't want him to break his heart over somebody who doesn't care about him.
Strange children should smile at each other and say, "Let's play.
Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.