A man assumes that a woman's refusal is just part of a game. Or, at any rate, a lot of men assume that. When a man says no, it's no. When a woman says no, it's yes, or at least maybe. There is even a joke to that effect. And little by little, women begin to believe in this view of themselves.

There are no atheists on turbulent airplanes.

I know some good marriages-marriages where both people are just trying to get through their days by helping each other, being good to each other.

It's only when you're forbidden to talk about the future that you suddenly realize how much the future normally occupies the present.

Each day that I don't write I get more fragmented.

Venice, that capital city of dream and intrigue, that double city (one above and seemingly solid, one below, wavering and reflected in the waters), which never disappoints.

The Passion that one Soul hath for God cannot be judged by another.