The drug which makes sexuality palatable in popular mythology.

Sadness is the matrix from which wit and irony spring; sadness is uncomfortable and creative, which is why consumer society cannot tolerate it.

I think that testosterone is a rare poison.

Developing the muscles of the soul demands no competitive spirit, no killer instinct, although it may erect pain barriers that the spiritual athlete must crash through.

All societies on the verge of death are masculine. A society can survive with only one man; no society will survive a shortage of women.

Every woman knows that, regardless of all her other achievements, she is a failure if she is not beautiful.

We still make love to organs and not people; that so far from realising that people are never more idiosyncratic, never more totally there when they make love, we re never more incommunicative, never more alone.