Only Death Goes Deeper Than Sex.

Literary Tradition Is Full Of Lies About Poverty-the Jolly Beggar, The Poor But Happy Milkmaid, The Wholesome Diet Of Porridge, Etc.

Innocence: I Am Only Stepping On Your Face Because It Lies In My Path.

A Quiet Well-behaved Boy Is Likely To Be Both Frightened And Ambitious.

Experience Teaches Us, But We Scarcely Know What.

Home Again, I Can Groan, Scratch, And Talk To Myself.