One and the same thing can at the same time be good bad and indifferent e.g. music is good to the melancholy bad to those who mourn and neither good nor bad to the deaf.
Now the only thing I miss about sex is the cigarette afterward. Next to the first one in the morning it's the best one of all. It tasted so good that even if I had been frigid I would have pretended otherwise just to be able to smoke it.
