When a human being becomes a set of data on a website like Facebook, he or she is reduced. Everything shrinks. Individual character. Friendships. Language. Sensibility.

When the male organ of a man stands erect, two thirds of his intelect go away. And one third of his religion.

Protect the time and space in which you write. Keep everybody away from it, even the people who are most important to you.

Boys are just boys after all, but sometimes girls really seem to be the turn of a pale wrist, or the sudden jut of a hip, or a clutch of very dark hair falling across a freckled forehead. I'm not saying that's what they really are. I'm just saying sometimes it seems that way, and that those details (a thigh mole, a full face flush, a scar the precise shape and size of a cashew nut) are so many hooks waiting to land you.

It was a kiss from the past.

You're a library of me.

Make sure the lubricant is unscented. Don't join fashionable 'schools of thought.' Read everything.