The border between good and evil is terribly fuzzy.

Yes, it's crazy. Love is either crazy or it's nothing at all.

Sensuality is the total mobilization of the senses: an individual observes his partner intently, straining to catch every sound.

The girl was grateful to the young man for every bit of flattery; she wanted to linger for a moment in its warmth and so she said, 'You're very good at lying.' 'Do I look like a liar?' 'You look like you enjoy lying to women,' said the girl, and into her words there crept unawares a touch of the old anxiety, because she really did believe that her young man enjoyed lying to women.

Hate traps us by binding us too tightly to our adversary.

There is no perfection only life

...he took a look at the blond girl's eyes and knew that he must not take part in the rigged game in which the ephemeral passes for the eternal and the small for the big, that he must not take part in the rigged game called love.