Death will come in any case, and there is a long afterwards if the priests are right and nothing to fear if they are wrong.

...and yet could swear it was just then that I fell in love. It wasn't, of course, simply the onions -- it was the sudden sense of an individual woman, of a frankness that was so often later to make me happy and miserable.

All the emotions have something in common. People are quite aware of the sorrow there always is in lust, but they are not so aware of the lust there is in sorrow.

The argument of danger only applies to those who live in relative safety.

Yesterday I went home with him and we did the usual things. I haven't the nerve to put them down, but I'd like to, because now when I'm writing it's already tomorrow and I'm afraid of getting to the end of yesterday. As long as I go on writing, yesterday is today and we are still together

It was like having a box of chocolates shut in the bedroom drawer. Until the box was empty it occupied the mind too much.

I've caught belief like a disease. I've fallen into belief like I fell in love.