“Death devours all lovely things; Lesbia with her sparrow Shares the darkness—presently Every bed is narrow. Edna St. Vincent Millay
“Friar Barnadine: Thou hast committed— Barabas: Fornication—but that was in another country; And besides, the wench is dead. Christopher Marlowe
“Man survives earthquakes, epidemics, the horrors of disease, and all the agonies of the soul, but for all time his most tormenting tragedy has been, is, and will be—the tragedy of the bedroom.Leo Nikolayevich Tolstoy