Ribbons do not the hero make, good sir, nor books glorify an obsession with body parts.

I am all for fine passions and lust among the consenting and the full-grown. But, a man of your stature in place and in time mought have higher things on which to focus his gaze.


Love never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall be done away; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall be done away. ...

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a child: now that I am become a man, I have put away childish things.

For now we see as through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know fully even as also I was fully known.

But now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love.

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Or, as we say in California, whutEVerrrr.....


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