The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw.

When she closed her eyes she felt he had many hands, which touched her everywhere, and many mouths, which passed so swiftly over her, and with a wolflike sharpness, his teeth sank into her fleshiest parts. Naked now, he lay his full length over her. She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet. Shivers passed through her body.

We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art--we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones.

The suppression of inner patterns in favor of patterns created by society is dangerous to us.

It is a sign of great inner insecurity to be hostile to the unfamiliar.

She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade beds. When a little money comes in, June buys delicacies, strawberries in the winter, caviar and bath salts.

If you are terribly truthful, the ground will always move from under you, and you will have to shift with the constantly shifting truth.