Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.

Men are so isolated, prisoners of their own wretched selves, that they can be unbelievably sociable.

A wife is meant to be cherished and to be treated with a gentle hand, while a mistress is a convenient cunt to rut in.

Try 'Thank-you'," Ted said, giving me a hug (with the requirement of pounding me fraternally on the back - the only way that males are allowed to hug one another unless at least one of them has a fatal disease).

I was certain I told you the king was coming.”

She planted her hands on her hips. “You did not tell me the king was coming.”

“I remember telling you there would be only one more delay until we would marry. That day on the battlements. I remember it distinctly.”

“Aye, you did say that, but you failed to mention that the ‘one thing’ was the king of England.”

“Well, now you know,” he said casually, as if he were speaking of the time of day or the color of the sky and not something as important as a royal visit. “He is coming tomorrow,” he added. “For our wedding.

What was it with gay men and art photos of nude male torsos?