Only animals were not expelled from Paradise.

I want you to be weak. As weak as I am.

This was exactly what the girl had most dreaded all her life and had scrupulously avoided until now: lovemaking without emotion or love. She knew that she had crossed the forbidden boundary, but she proceeded across it without objections and as a full participant; only somewhere, far off in a corner of her consciousness, did she feel horror at the thought that she had never known such pleasure, never so much pleasure as at this moment--beyond that boundary.

Flirting is a promise of sexual intercourse without a guarantee.

But which was the real me? Let me be perfectly honest: I was a man of many faces. (p.33)

Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short.

Speak truth to power.