Sign of the Unicorn

To paraphrase Oedipus, Hamlet, Lear, and all those guys, "I wish I had known this some time ago.

While sex heads a great number of lists, we all have other things we like to do in between.

Yes,” he said. “But I wonder . . . I’ve a peculiar feeling that I may never see you again. It is as if I were one of those minor characters in a melodrama who gets shuffled offstage without ever learning how things turn out.” “I can appreciate the feeling,” I said. “My own role sometimes makes me want to strangle the author. But look at it this way: inside stories seldom live up to one’s expectations. Usually they are grubby little things, reducing down to the basest of motives when all is known. Conjectures and illusions are often the better possessions.

Before you are fully aware of anything else, you are aware whether you are awakening in your own bed.

things sort of equal to equal things sort of being equal to each other, it didn’t much seem to matter.