If sex isn't a joke, what is it?
New York's the lonesomest place in the world if you don't know anybody.
Authors do not supply imaginations.
Children aren't everything. There are other things in the world, though I admit some people don't seem to suspect it.
The trouble with Clare was, not only that she wanted to have her cake and eat it too, but that she wanted to nibble at the cakes of other folk as well.
Authors do not supply imaginations, they expect their readers to have their own, and to use it