Minds will wander even during the Last Judgment.

Masturbation is a democratic pleasure, practiced by rich and poor, young and old, married and single.

Every literary critic believes he will outwit history and have the last word.

The harp is an insipid instrument--no good for dancing, feasting, or marching, only for sitting primly in a parlor or on a cloud.

Young poets bewail the passing of love; old poets, the passing of time. There is surprisingly little difference.

For some, bottles of liquor gleam like the towers of Eldorado.

Death is always there, just beneath the surface.