Because he had not done what she, with her heart in her mouth, had hoped he would do, which was to be a man: deny everything, and swear on his life it was not true, and grow indignant at the false accusation, and shout curses at this ill-begotten society that did not hesitate to trample on one's honor, and remain imperturbable even when forced with crushing proofs of his disloyalty.

As I kissed her the heat of her body increased, and it exhaled a wild, untamed fragrance.

Tell him,' the colonel said, smiling, 'that a person doesn’t die when he should but when he can.

Sex is one's consolation when love is not enough

...The girl raised her eyes to see who was passing by the window, and that casual glance was the beginning of a cataclysm of love that still had not ended half a century later.

Faulkner is a writer who has had much to do with my soul, but Hemingway is the one who had the most to do with my craft - not simply for his books, but for his astounding knowledge of the aspect of craftsmanship in the science of writing.

Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.