I'm with you. No matter what else you have in your head I'm with you and I love you.

You don't have to destroy me. Do you?

Now Catherine would die. That was what you did. You died. You did not know what it was about. You never had time to learn. They threw you in and told you the rules and the first time they caught you off base they killed you. Or they killed you gratuitously like Aymo. Or gave you the syphilis like Rinaldi. But they killed you in the end. You could count on that. Stay around and they would kill you.

Since I had started to break down all my writing and get rid of all facility and try to make instead of describe, writing had been wonderful to do.

As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.

How lazily the sun goes down in Granada, it hides beneath the water, it conceals in the Alhambra!

Fish," he said, "I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.