I'm as pure as the driven slush.

I've tried several varieties of sex. The conventional position makes me claustrophobic, and the others either give me a stiff neck or lockjaw.

My progress reminded me of the horses in The Whip. They raced at the limit of their speed directly toward the audience. But they raced on a treadmill which canceled out their progress.

Too many of our countrymen rejoice in stupidity, look upon ignorance as a badge of honor. They condemn everything they don't understand.

If I had to live my life again, I'd make the same mistakes, only sooner.

Fill what is empty, empty what is full, and scratch where it itches.

I'm not childless, darling. I am childfree.