As all-consuming as a young girl's fancies were ... a woman's desires could be twice as dangerous.

Then you're a bigger fool than I thought. Since when has any man ever been worthy of the woman he loved? It's only by God's grace that they love us in spite of ourselves.

A true friend never asks you to feed their imaginary fish. Or fertilize their imaginary crops.

He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. “I thought I’d die for wanting you.

Love does nothing but make you weak! It turns you into an object of pity and derision-a mewling pathetic creature no more fit to live than a worm squirming on the pavement after a hard summer rain.

Women are delicate creatures. Fragile. Gentle. Made by God to be sheltered from the harshness of this world.. Morgan MacDonnell

there are elements of truth in all great fiction