There Was Some Justice In His Pain

...she Looked Like The Sort Of Woman Most Men Would Want To Get To Know Because They Weren't Sure What Went On Inside.

Old Age Is An Ordeal, Of Flesh And Mind. Of Winding Down, Of Slowing Down, Of Dying Cells. It's Accepting The Loss Of Physical Attractiveness And Replacing It With The Power And Wisdom That Can Only Come With Old Age.

I Think Explicit Love Scenes Are A Turn Off Unless It's The Kind You Read With One Hand.

Perfection, In Anything, Is Unbearably Dull. Myself, I Prefer A Touch Of Imperfection.

Duty, The Most Indecent Of All Obsessions, Was Only Another Name For Love.