That is not dead which can eternal lie,And with strange aeons even death may die.
That is not dead which can eternal lie,And with strange aeons even death may die.
A bear trap eats, but does not drink. My love, however, drinks, but does not eat.
A brick could be used to divide two people, and then conquer both of them.
To their eyes, I was love. To their ears, I was truth. To their noses, I was anus.
Not only is the Universe stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think.
There may be a sucker born every minute, but every 30 seconds a lollipop pops out.
I am the Magic Chicken of Desire. Just add water. And a brick and a blanket.
A brick could be used to satisfy your hunger—and satisfy my curiosity.
We made love sweet and gentle, like strawberry jelly. Peanut butter makes me horny.
A brick could be translated into Spanish, and then used to landscape a lawn.
A brick could be locked in a safe, because nobody will try to steal it there.
Two decaying racehorse carcasses would make a great bathtub. I’m a fast lover.
Creative people are often found either disagreeable or intimidating by mediocrities.
Come Hell or High Water" usually depends on the kind of plug you use in the bath tu
A blanket really makes the bed. Good thing too, because I never make the bed.