I'm Very Proud Of Myself On My,

Be It Ever So Decadent, There's No Place Like Home.

I Ache For The Touch Of Your Lips Dear, But Much More For The Touch Of Your Whips Dear.

I Always Like To Make Explicit The Fact That Before I Went Off Not Too Long Ago To Fight In The Trenches, I Was A Mathematician By Profession. I Don't Like People To Get The Idea That I Have To Do This For A Living. I Mean, It Isn't As Though I Had To Do This, You Know, I Could Be Making, Oh, Three Thousand Dollars A Year Just Teaching.

I Didn't Feel The Need For Anonymous Affection, For People In The Dark Applauding. To Me, It Would Be Like Writing A Novel And Then Getting Up Every Night And Reading Your Novel. Everything I Did Is On The Record And, If You Want To Hear It, Just Listen To The Record.

Alas, Irreverence Has Been Subsumed By Mere Grossness, At Least In The So-called Mass Media. What We Have Now - To Quote Myself At My Most Pretentious - Is A Nimiety Of Scurrility With A Concomitant Exiguity Of Taste.