A woman unsatisfied must have luxuries. But a woman who loves a man would sleep on a board

That's how women are with me " said Paul. "They want me like mad but they don't want to belong to me.

It is quite true, as some poets said, that the God who created man must have had a sinister sense of humor, creating him a reasonable being, yet forcing him to take this ridiculous posture, and driving him with blind craving for this ridiculous performance.

The mind can assert anything and pretend it has proved it. My beliefs I test on my body, on my intuitional consciousness, and when I get a response there, then I accept.

The profoundest of all sensualities is the sense of truth and the next deepest sensual experience is the sense of justice.

Sunday night meant, in the dark, wintry, rainy Midlands ... anywhere where two creatures might stand and squeeze together and spoon.... Spooning was a fine art, whereas kissing and cuddling are calf-processes.

If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.