Nin knew how much humans loved money, riches, and material things-though he never really could understand why. The more technologically advanced the human species got, the more isolated they seemed to become, at the same time. It was alarming, how humans could spend entire lifetimes engaged in all kinds of activities, without getting any closer to knowing who they really were, inside.

Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.

Please, touch me, I pray.

Boys don't cry-or at least that's what everybody's supposed to believe.

You may be married to a star, but that doesn't mean they'll treat you like one.

My inner goddess confirms that staring at a beautiful/rich/powerful face is the basis of True Love.

Nin knew how much humans loved money, riches, and material things-though he never really could understand why. The more technologically advanced the human species got, the more isolated they seemed to become, at the same time. It was alarming, how humans could spend entire lifetimes engaged in all kinds of activities, without getting any closer to knowing who they really were, inside.