So much for the fruits of love. Love? What's love? Sex, ah, that's another thing. Love has babies: sex has abortions.

“Not satisfied with what he's got? Is that it? That's husbands all over. Ungrate…”

“Pity me'--the unspoken words upon a nation's lips--'because I am indeed pitiabl…”

“Women have always tried to make themselves attractive to men, and you're not go…”

“Nothing happens, and nothing happens, and then everything happens.”