Sex is like snow; you never know how many inches you are going to get or how long it is going to last. – Anon.
Because her instinct has told her, or because she has been reliably informed, the faded virgin knows that the supreme joys are not for her; she knows by a process of the intellect; but she can feel her deprivation no more than the young mother can feel the hardship of the virgins lot. – Arnold Bennett
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