Success is more dangerous than failure, the ripples break over a wider coastline.

My passion for Sarah had killed simple lust forever. Never again would I be able to enjoy a woman without love.

He gave her a bright fake smile; so much of life was a putting off of unhappiness for another time. Nothing was ever lost by delay. He had a dim idea that perhaps if one delayed long enough, things were taken out of one's hands altogether by death.

I'm only saying I want you to be happy. I hate your being unhappy. I don't mind anything you do that makes you happy." You just want an excuse. If I sleep with anybody else, you feel you can do the same - any time." That's neither here nor there. I want you to be happy, that's all." You'd make my bed for me?" Perhaps.

I wish sometimes you had a few bad motives, you might understand a little more about human beings.

Hate is an automatic response to fear, for fear humiliates.

Morality comes with the sad wisdom of age, when the sense of curiosity has withered.