Verily, verily, my Daughter, the fool hath said in her heart, “All men
should marry! For there is a reason for everything under the sun, save
a _bachelor_.”
But I have gone among the bachelors, questioning them, young and old;
and I say unto thee, the “_reasons_” why a man taketh a _stimulant_ are
not more numerous and wonderful than the reasons why he doth not marry.
Behold, he doth not marry:
Because he is too _young_.
Because he is too _old_.
Because he hath not _thought_ about it.
Because he hath thought _too much_ about it.
Because he is poor and cannot _afford_ a wife.
Because he is rich and doth not _require_ a wife.
Because he loveth _no_ woman.
Because he loveth _all_ women.
Because he hath not met the _right_ woman.
Because he _hath_ met the right woman and been “disappointed”.
Because he hath many _illusions_ concerning women.
Because he hath _no_ illusions concerning them.
Because _no_ woman is good enough.
Because _he_ is not “good enough” for _any_ woman.
Because he is not ready to _settle down_.
Because he is _already_ settled down, and is content.
Because he is _weak_ and fearful.
Because he is _strong_ and impregnable.
And, likewise--just _because_.