Style is what's there when you look at someone's writing and you know that they wrote it and nobody else did.

There is probably an innate masochism in a lot of women that ends up disappointed if men don't ill-treat them.

I learned that sex was not a question of victory or defeat, of pleasure or profit: of a hand's manipulation and a physical response: I learned that in its purest pleasure it belongs to neither of those who practise it, in the same way as a child belongs to neither parent: it is a free spirit: it simply exists.

Words are not simple things: they take unto themselves, as they have through time, power and meaning.

I was seduced by secrets, which are to true love as artificial sweetener is to sugar, calorie-free but in the long run carcinogenic, not the real thing, and only a peculiar aftertaste in the mouth to tell you so, to warn you.

My experience of men in cars has always been that if you don't want them to do something, they will. It is when they are behind a wheel that they most fear the control of women and children.

Because one cause is bad does not make the opposing cause good.