“It's not the thing you fling, it's the fling itself.”
“What then? Joy-jaunts, impassioned flings, Love and its ecstasy, Will always have been great things, great things to me!”
“Lose your balance for a moment and there you go, the world flings you off its spinning surface and its not so easy to scramble back on.”
“Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.”
“Let the war turn off the families. Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.”
“Sweet, sweet burn of sun and summer wind, and you my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling.”