The death of anti-gay hate speech is no doubt being hastened by the head-spinning speed with which gays as a group - to say nothing of gay marriage - are becoming an unremarkable and even quite traditional parts of American life.

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death the body maintains its irreparable lead.

Tell me who is able to keep his bed chaste or which goddess is able to live with one god alone?

Let me alone: I have yet my legs and one arm. Tell the surgeon to make haste and his instruments. I know I must lose my right arm so the sooner it's off the better.