Posing the question: does the god of love use underarm deodorant, vaginal spray and fluoride toothpaste?

I have but nothing to say to young girls. They're fine to look at, in the way I would look at a case filled with Shang dynasty glazes, but expecting to carry on a conversation with the average teen-aged young lady is akin to reading Voltaire to a cage filled with chimpanzees. I'm certain they would feel the same alienation for me. I can live with that knowledge.

You are not entitled to your opinion. You are entitled to your informed opinion. No one is entitled to be ignorant.

In these days of widespread illiteracy, functional illiteracy... anything that keeps people stupid is a felony.

There is Harlan Ellison the human being, who takes a crap a couple of times a day, and who farts, and who eats chicken croquettes, if I can find them. And then there is the writer, this writer-person, who is a much finer person than I. Much more orderly, much more meaningful. Worthier, than I [am].

If you let the image of the messenger get in the way of whatever message there may be, however large or small, that's your problem, not his.

I hate being wrong, but I love it when I'm set straight.