If you insist on asking me why I feel the way I do, I plan to take the Fifth Amendment.
Prudence suspects that happiness is a bait set by risk.
A Museum of fetishes would give special attention to the history of underwear.
Attacking a belief can be the first step toward embracing it.
My mind is led astray by every faint rustle.
Ironic and jittery, we are puzzled by the old heroes with their fighting, boasting, and cocksure lovemaking.