I Don't Like Seeing People Angry.

The Orgasm Has Replaced The Cross As The Focus Of Longing And The Image Of Fulfillment.

Sex Is The Ersatz Or Substitute Religion Of The 20th Century.

Writers Like Aldous Huxley And George Orwell Have Imagined The Sort Of Scientific Utopia Which Is Coming To Pass, But Already Their Nightmare Fancies Are Hopelessly Out Of Date. A Vast, Air-conditioned, Neon-lighted, Glass-and-chromium Broiler-house Begins To Take Shape, In Which Geneticists Select The Best Stocks To Fertilise, And Watch Over The Developing Embryo To Ensure That All Possibilities Of Error And Distortion Are Eliminated.

I Can Say That I Never Knew What Joy Was Like Until I Gave Up Pursuing Happiness, Or Cared To Live Until I Chose To Die. For These Two Discoveries I Am Beholden To Jesus.

Its Avowed Purpose Is To Excite Sexual Desire, Which, I Should Have Thought, Is Unnecessary In The Case Of The Young, Inconvenient In The Case Of The Middle Aged, And Unseemly In The Old.