I’ve been on more laps than a napkin.

No woman needs intercourse; few women escape it.

Love lasteth as long as the money endureth.

To love a woman who scorns you is to lick honey from a thorn.

Lord! I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing.

Love is giving something you haven’t got to someone who doesn’t exist. 

Nothing is so much to be shunned as sex relations.

What reason weaves, by passion is undone.