New York is full of abandoned churches. A Godless city, but full of superstitions on every subject--art, money, sex, food, health.
Abyss-mongering makes professors and poets feel daring.
I'm being treated like a sex object, cried the lady. No matter. I will take care of it, said Time soothingly.
Every few years something new breaks into the circle of my thoughts.
Our civilization is shifting from science and technology to rhetoric and litigation.
Sexual boredom is ousting sexual deviance as the problem.