We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would judge and destroy us.

It seems an insult to the night to speak of purpose and intent, when this common moment is so brimming full of blessed design tranquility. All things follow their course.

Obviously, a writer can't know everything about what she writes. It's impossible.

I grabbed her ankle and kissed it, and when I looked up I saw her chin and her eyelashes as she threw back her head and laughed.

The library furnished our dreams, helped us shape our ambitions, made up people of books and ideas and grand designs.

I think all of us ordinary mortals tend to mythologize people as good-looking as you.

The evil of one murder is infinite, and my guilt is like my beauty - eternal. I cannot be forgiven, for there is no one to forgive me for all I've done.