She took kisses like so many coats of paint […] how long and how vainly I searched for excuses which might make her amorality if not palatable at lest understandable. I realize now the time I wasted in this way; instead of enjoying her and turning aside from these preoccupations with the thought, ‘She is untrustworthy as she is beautiful. She takes love as plants do water, lightly, thoughtlessly.
Lawrence DurrellScience is the poetry of the intellect and poetry the science of the heart's affections.
Lawrence DurrellIt's unthinkable not to love - you'd have a severe nervous breakdown. Or you'd have to be Philip Larkin.
Lawrence Durrell