Why were you so old when we met? I answered with the truth: Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel.

Her nakedness was not absolute, for like Manet's _Olympia__, behind her ear she had a poisonous flower with orange petals, and she also wore a gold bangle on her right wrist and a necklace of tiny pearls. I imagined I would never see anything more exciting for as long as I lived, and today I can confirm that I was right.

Do not allow me to forget you

It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world.

There is always something left to love.

The truth was that I could not manage my soul, and I was becoming aware of old age because of my weakness in the face of love.

There is bound to be someone driven mad by love who will give you the chance to study the effects of gold cyanide on a cadaver. And when you do find one, observe with care, they almost always have crystals in their heart