If the Barons of Bad Taste known as network executives believe in chastity as an anti-AIDS measure, it doesn't show on the soaps, night or day.

[Television executives] are afraid to advertise condoms that could save lives, but do not blush about telecasting a National Geographic special on President Reagan's pelvic plumbing.

I measure what's going on, and I adapt to it. I try to get my ego out of the way. The market is smarter than I am so I bend.

Civilization is merely an advance in taste: accepting, all the time, nicer things, and rejecting nasty ones.

That's just a little taste of what's liable to happen at some point in the not-so-distant future. There's no reason why a much bigger earthquake couldn't happen there.

Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity: The deep air listen'd round her as she rode, And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear.