The Scent And Smoke And Sweat Of

The Conventional Parabola--sentiment, The Touch Of The Hand, The Kiss, The Passionate Kiss, The Feel Of The Body, The Climax In The Bed, Then More Bed, Then Less Bed, Then The Boredom, The Tears And The Final Bitterness--was To Him Shameful And Hypocritical.

As For Sex, Well, I Mean Sex Is A Perfectly Respectable Subject As Far As Shakespeare Is Concerned. I Mean, All History Is Love And Violence.

It’s Just That I’d Rather Die Of Drink Than Of Thirst.

I Don't Regard James Bond Precisely As A Hero, But At Least He Does Get On And Do His Duty, In An Extremely Corny Way.

I Have Always Smoked And Drunk And Loved Too Much. In Fact I Have Lived Not Too Long But Too Much. One Day The Iron Crab Will Get Me. Then I Shall Have Died Of Living Too Much.