Man thrives where angels would die of ecstasy and where pigs would die of disgust.
The basic line in any good verse is cadenced... building it around the natural breath structures of speech.
When the newspapers have got nothing else to talk about, they cut loose on the young. The young are always news. If they are up to something, that's news. If they aren't, that's news too.
Erotic love is one of the highest forms of contemplation.
Art is the reasoned derangement of the senses.
You don't become a saint until you lead a good life whether in Tibet or Italy or America.