Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).
Fate is a ladder on which you cannot afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one step would mean you'll never make it to the top.
The night glittered brilliantly then.
In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions much of one's life history is etched in the senses.
It was at once a miracle and the most natural thing in the world.
Why is it that everything I eat when I’m with you is so delicious?’ I laughed. ‘Could it be that you’re satisfying hunger and lust at the same time?