Just erotic. Nothing kinky. It's the difference between using a feather and using a chicken.
-Oh yes? Can you identify yourself? -Certainly. I'd know me anywhere.
Did I do anything last night that suggested I was sane?
The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it.
When you can flatten entire cities at a whim, a tendency towards quiet reflection and seeing-things-from-the-other-fellow's-point- of-view is seldom necessary.
There are some things that are more appropriate to a children's than an adult book but there's a huge overlapping area and most kids read an age group up anyway.