I recently turned 60. Practically a third of my life is over.
Is world peace possible or is the human race too innately aggressive? For instance: Have you ever seen women at a sample sale?
Tradition is the illusion of permanance.
Should I marry W.? Not if she won't tell me the other letters in her name.
Human beings are divided into mind and body. The mind embraces all the nobler aspirations, like poetry and philosophy, but the body has all the fun.
I want to return to the womb, anyone's.