The problem with sex is the same with any addiction. You're always recovering. You're always backsliding. Acting out. Until you find something to fight for, you settle for something to fight against. All these people who say they want a lfe free from sexual compulsion, I mean forget it.
I mean, what could ever be better than sex?
Even the worst head you get is better than, say, sniffing the best rose... watching the greatest sunset. Hearing children laugh.
Painting a picture, composing an opera, that's just something you do until you find the next willing piece of ass.
The minute something better than sex comes along, you call me. Have me paged.
I didn't really want to enjoy the moment;
I wanted to take drugs.