I believe that there is one story in the world, and only one. . . . Humans are caught—in their lives, in their thoughts, in their hungers and ambitions, in their avarice and cruelty, and in their kindness and generosity too—in a net of good and evil. . . . There is no other story. A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have left only the hard, clean questions: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well—or ill?

What freedom men and women could have, were they not constantly tricked and trapped and enslaved and tortured by their sexuality! The only drawback in that freedom is that without it one would not be a human. One would be a monster.

Never correct or rewrite until the whole thing is down.

A fallow field is a sin.

Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.

... every little boy thinks he invented sin.

He can kill anything for need but he could not even hurt a feeling for pleasure.