I'll Accept Bad Taste In A Minute,

I've Been Taught Ever Since I Was A Kid That Sex Is Filthy And Forbidden, And That's The Way I Think It Should Be. The Filthier And More Forbidden It Is, The More Exciting It Is.

My God, I'd Love To Smash Into The Casket Of Dostoyevsky, Grab That Bony Hand And Scream At The Remains, 'well Done, You God-damn Genius.'

Never Retire! Do What You Do And Keep Doing It. But Don't Do It On Friday. Take Friday Off. Friday, Saturday, And Sunday, Go Fishing...then Monday To Thursday, Do What You've Been Doing All Your Life. My Point Is: Live Full And Don't Retreat.

Everything Starts With Writing.

If Shaw And Einstein Couldn't Beat Death, What Chance Have I Got? Practically None.