If you are having a lot of sex, and you are enjoying it, obviously I’m not going to talk you out of it, but in this environment where we vet or measure our relationships by the amount of sex we are having, I think that is disingenuous for people who have lots of other ways to express intimacy. There are a number of things which connect people, but we are constantly spun this line that the glue to a relationship is sex, and without it one’s relationship will fall apart, and I think there are a lot of commercial reasons why that message is put out. That’s not just insulting, it’s pernicious.
— Dr Petra Boynton (Life after lust – the appeal of sexless marriage | Life and style | The Guardian)
Best Author-on-Author Insults In History
- Virginia Woolf on James Joyce: [Ulysses is] the work of a queasy undergraduate scratching his pimples.
- Harold Bloom on J.K. Rowling: How to read ‘Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone’? Why, very quickly, to begin with, and perhaps also to make an end. Why read it? Presumably, if you cannot be persuaded to read anything better, Rowling will have to do.
- H. G. Wells on George Bernard Shaw: An idiot child screaming in a hospital.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson on Jane Austen: Miss Austen’s novels . . . seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in the wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world.
- William Faulkner on Ernest Hemingway: He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
- Ernest Hemingway on William Faulkner: Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?
- W. H. Auden on Robert Browning: I don’t think Robert Browning was very good in bed. His wife probably didn’t care for him very much. He snored and had fantasies about twelve-year-old girls.
- Mark Twain on Jane Austen: Every time I read ‘Pride and Prejudice,’ I want to dig her up and hit her over the skull with her own shin-bone.
- Truman Capote on Jack Kerouac: That's not writing, it's typing.
- I hate being here
- my dad just said he spent $5,000 on his all terrain vehicle gator like thing
- he spent less than $1,000 on my car
- MY CAR THAT HAS TO FUCKING DRIVE TO DANVILLE AND ATLANTA AND ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE BUT OH NO WE HAVE TO HAVE THE BEST TO DRIVE AROUND THE YARD
- what the fuck ever, I’m going to steal your alcohol
- then seeing certain people from high school just makes me depressed
- sad kind of
- I haven’t told my parents about the $13,000 they owe Centre for the year
- that will be a fun conversation
- did i mention we are still trying to find somewhere to live in atlanta?
- yeah that’s a real thing
- it’ll work out, says the part of me that i trust
- i have tan lines yeeeee
- yes, father’s girlfriend, I guess I will pick around the GROUND BEEF in the spaghetti you’re making
- whatever this isn’t your house
- and yes, father, I WILL MAKE MYSELF AT HOME. BECAUSE THIS IS MY HOME. I SLEPT HERE FIRST AFTER I WAS BORN. SO FUCK YOU
- this has been an angry post
- mostly because I’m sad
- my new trampled by turtles record is sitting in my room. tiny bits of consolation
- when will i finally turn into a super hero?
Existentialism is a powerful thing when you are 18 years old. It gives you the feeling that you… understand the world but you just can’t explain it to other people.
She had that feeling thinking of what she had written in her paper on Kierkegaard. We can only live life forwards, but we understand it backwards. We cannot endure and yet we must endure. We can only be what we are but whether we are or not we will live to regret it.
—
Garrison Keillor’s ‘News From Lake Wobegon’.
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