“Holy shit," somebody muttered in the dark."A virgin," sputtered another."I didn't know they still made them.""He just did.”

“Of the 2,639,857 faggots in the New York city area, 2,639,857 think primarily with their cocks.You didn't know that the cock was a thinking organ?Well, by this time, you should know that it is.”

“A penis has never been something that you pick up and put down and put away idly without consideration.”

“Women!” he muttered. “Can't live with 'em, can't escape even by killing 'em.”

“You’ll wear loads of face powder and rouge.”“They’ll itch.” She knew from experimenting with Cousin Augusta’s.“And you must use a false name.”“I’ll forget it. I know it.”He sighed. “You can’t afford to forget it.”“Then it must be Delilah,” she said. “It’s the only name I’ll be able to remember.”“Why Delilah?”“I don’t know. But I already know I won’t forget it.”

“I abandon them, I abandon my honour”

“Bib Block was sure that in any part of the country at all, whenever the name of this road was mentioned, people's hearts pivoted like Moslems to the east and flopped over. Sooner of later, he believed, at one stage of the journey or another, all roads led to the New Jersey Turnpike.”