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

be careful of monsters with teeth

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].

I am not one of these people who instantly takes umbrage when he's corrected or - I love being corrected.

Time is like a river flowing endlessly through the universe. And if you poled your flatboat in that river you might fight your way against the current and travel upstream into the past. Or go with the flow and rush into the future. This was in a less cynical time before toxic waste dumping and pollution filled the waterway of Chronus with the detritus of empty hours wasted minutes years of repetition and time that has been killed.

Repent, Harlequin," said the Ticktock Man. "Get stuffed," the Harlequin replied.

They minute people fall in love they become liars.