Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Ne Plus Ultra

...between two particular people, any two people on earth, the range of pure sensational experience is limited. The climax of sensual reaction, once reached in any direction, is reached finally, there is no going on. There is only repetition possible, or the going apart of the two protagonists, or the subjugating of the one will to the other, or death.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

He Reason She Wisdom

...in the deeper hours of the night I began to look at myself, to consider myself and my condition, to measure the life I'd led so far. I did not know what made me this way. I did not know of any other way I could be. I did not know what was inside me or how I could redeem what was hidden there. There must be a key or person or thing, or song or poem or belief, or old saw that could access it, but they all seemed so far away, and after I drifted further and further into self-absorption, I closed the evening with this desolate thought: There are few takers for the quiet heart.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

690 Babies of XMAS

When I sit on an old man's lap and tell him how naughty I've been I expect to be treated with respect.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Everyone Wishes for Silver and Gold

Hey, whaddya say we both be independent together, huh?

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Beware the Dwarf

No one's gonna mess with Stella unless Stella wants to be messed.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Yesvember

Call me Mr. Flintstone 'cause I'll rock your bed.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Forgot My Suit, Forgot My Tie

don't you know that racial profiling is rude?

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