Very few of us are what we seem.
Instinct is a marvelous thing. It can neither be explained nor ignored.
I learned ... that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back - that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a one way street, isn't it?
From an early age I knew very strongly the lust to kill.
The urge to write one's autobiography, so I have been told, overtakes everyone sooner or later.
Liking is more important than loving. It lasts. I want what is between us to last, Luke. I don't want us just to love each other and marry and get tired of each other and then want to marry some one else.