If a novel reveals true and vivid relationships, it is a moral work, no matter what the relationships consist in. If the novelisthonours the relationship in itself, it will be a great novel.

I can only see death and more death, till we are black and swollen with death.

Rippling, rippling, rippling, like a flapping overlapping of soft flames, soft as feathers, running to points of brilliance, exquisite, exquisite and melting her all molten inside.

Sex is just another form of talk, where you act the words instead of saying them.

In my very own self, I am part of my family.

Man is a thought-adventurer.

Whether I get on in the world is a question; but I certainly don't get on very well with the world.