To walk out of his will is to walk into nowhere.
Please,' she said, 'You're so beautiful. You may eat me if you like. I'd rather be eaten by you than fed by anyone else.
Our problem is not that we desire too much but too little.
A pleasure is full grown only when it is remembered. You are speaking, Hmán, as if pleasure were one thing and the memory another. It is all one thing.
Pilate was merciful till it became risky.
We never find out the strength of the evil impulse inside us until we try to fight it.