Invention breeds invention, and fantasy breeds fantasy. Like any other complex human activity, dramatized sexual fantasy requires, for expertise, practice and experience. Fortunately, however, gratification is available, or likely to be available, from the very beginning. From that point on it is merely the task to multiply, enhance, increase and diversify your psychosexual pleasures.

Lastly one might mention the desirability of a sense of humor. Life, when it is not tragic or boring, is often slightly ridiculous. There does seem to be something, innately, ridiculous about human beings. Perhaps only an extremely intelligent human being can be struck with how funny we really are. Entire populations of talking apes riding about in machines, competing for dollar bills, manufacturing problems for themselves, torturing themselves, being cruel to other talking apes, wearing hats and wrist watches, staring at colored screens for stimulation, their feet in socks and shoes, the whole panorama is dubious. To see the point just suppose chimpanzees happened to be where we are, and we, with our present intelligence, could observe them doing exactly the same things we do. It would really seem pretty stupid. Or much of it. But if there were underfed chimpanzees, or diseased chimpanzees, that would be tragic or sad, particularly if other members of the chimpanzee population had more than they needed to eat, or if, in the population in general, there were health and medical services which could help or cure the diseased, but these services were not universally available. On the other hand, let us suppose that these same bright, hairy primates, which look so strange to us, are capable of love, philosophy and music. They experience deep and profound emotions. They can be deeply and tragically injured. They can also know intellectual and physical joys, far beyond those of wolverines, flamingos and rabbits. I think then it would be seen that our chimpanzee population, funny as it is, is yet somehow dear and precious. It is not impossible to be both ridiculous and splendid. Don Quixote rides in all of us. It is easy to see how one might, with deeply mixed emotions, come to care for and love such animals.

Nietzsche said that life without music would be a mistake. Life without humor, love and tolerance might not be simply a mistake; it might be impossible.