The Scots Are Very Hospitable; Almost As

As Far As I Know, You Can Fancy Someone, You Can Enjoy Their Company Or You Can Wish Them Well. But What Being In Love Is, I Don't Know.

Central Europe Is Full Of Little Countries Standing Shoulder To Shoulder With No Window To The Sea. They Are Like The Passengers In A Rush-hour Train Which Has Stopped Between Stations For Three Centuries. And They All Hate One Another. And They're All Crushed Together Waving Their National Flags, Clanking Their National Chains, Jabbering Their National Language.

People Are Not Heterosexual Or Homosexual, Just Sexual.

You Don't Have To Do Anything.

One Should Always Be Wary Of Anyone Who Promises That Their Love Will Last Longer Than A Weekend.