Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.

I'm a relatively respectable citizen. Multiple felon perhaps, but certainly not dangerous.

So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?

I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right.

I had a soft-spot in my heart for Ronald Reagan, if only because he was a sportswriter in his youth.

We are all wired into a survival trip, now.

Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.