There Is A No Man's Land Between

It All Comes Down To Who Does The Dishes.

No Physical Activity Is So Vain As Boxing. A Man Gets Into The Ring To Attract Admiration. In No Sport, Therefore, Can You Be More Humiliated.

Like All Men Who Are Napoleonic In Their Ambitionshe Has Instincts About The Nature Of Growth, A Lover's Sense Of The Momentof Crisis, And He Knewhow Costly Is Defeat When It Is Not Soothed By Greater Consciousness, And How Wasteful Is The Profit Of Victory When There Is Not The Courage To Employ It.

The Sickness Of Our Times For Me Has Been Just This Damn Thing That Everything Has Been Getting Smaller And Smaller And Less And Less Important, That The Romantic Spirit Has Dried Up, That There Is No Shame Today. We're All Getting So Mean And Small And Petty And Ridiculous, And We All Live Under The Threat Of Extermination.

Harsh Words Live In The Dungeon Of The Heart