Women Are Reputed Never To Be Disgusted.

Despite A Lifetime Of Service To The Cause Of Sexual Liberation, I Have Never Caught Venereal Disease, Which Makes Me Feel Rather Like An Arctic Explorer Who Has Never Had Frostbite.

I Grew Up Thinking There Was One Unpardonable Sin – To Be Boring.

At The Same Time As Woman Was Becoming The Showcase For Wealth And Caste, While Men Were Slipping Into Relative Anonymity And "handsome Is As Handsome Does," She Was Emerging As The Central Emblem Of Western Art.

Sadness Is The Matrix From Which Wit And Irony Spring; Sadness Is Uncomfortable And Creative, Which Is Why Consumer Society Cannot Tolerate It.

Perhaps Catastrophe Is The Natural Human Environment, And Even Though We Spend A Good Deal Of Energy Trying To Get Away From It, We Are Programmed For Survival Amid Catastrophe.