“A lot of us are working harder than we want, at things we don't like to do. Why? In order to afford the sort of existence we don't care to live.”

“If one hears the call of the open places, why shall he not answer it as fully as he may while eyes will never be keener nor stride more lusty?”

“We are all yeses. We are worthy enough, we passed inspection, we survived the great fetal oocyte extinctions. In that sense, at least -- call it a mechanospiritual sense -- we are meant to be. We are good eggs, every one of us.”

“We are made of stardust; why not take a few moments to look up at the family album?”

“I want us horizontal with a whole lot of naked, now.”

“The clitoris not only applauds when a women flaunts her mastery; it will give a standing ovation. In the multiple orgasm, we see the finest evidence that our lady Klitoris helps those who help themselves. It may take many minutes to reach the first summit, but once there the lusty mountaineer finds wings awaiting her. She does noy need to scramble back to the ground before scaling the next peak, but can glide like a raptor on currents of joy.”

“We are each the authors of our own lives, Emma. We live in what we have created. There is no way to shift the blame and no one else to accept the accolades.”