“All that effort,” he mused, “merely to avoid me. How gratifying.”

“«“Looks like your sci-fi prediction came true right away, Xavier.”“That can be gratifying,” mused the novelist. “But not all the time.”»”

“Now then," he mused, "how does one fly a dragon?”

“Christianity is merely a system for turning priestesses into handmaidens, queens into concubines, and goddesses into muses.”

“Is the beauty myth good to men? It hurts them by teaching them how to avoid loving women. It prevents men from actually seeing women. It does not, contrary to its own professed ideology, stimulate and gratify sexual longing. In suggesting a vision in place of a woman, it has a numbing effect, reducing all senses but the visual, and impairing even that.”

“A MWF sex schedule? How efficient," he mused."Please be serious."A wicked grin flashed on his face. "Fine, pencil me in. I'll be ready and erect whenever you need me.”