I can't see or feel the conflict between love and religion. To me, they're the same thing.
Nobody speaks the truth when there's something they must have.
Silence sat in the taxi, as though a stranger had got in.
Nobody can be kinder than the narcissist while you react to life in his own terms.
Solitary and farouche people don't have relationships; they are quite unrelatable. If you and I were capable of being altogether house-trained and made jolly, we should be nicer people, but not writers.
No one of the characters in my novels has originated, so far as I know, in real life. If anything, the contrary was the case: persons playing a part in my life--the first twenty years of it--had about them something semi-fictitious.