Like Some Wines Our Love Could Neither

When We Are Not Sure, We Are Alive.

I Can't Talk You In Terms Of Time --your Time And My Time Are Different

In A Mad World It Always Seems Simpler To Obey.

Lust Is Not The Worst Thing. It Is Because Any Day, Any Time, Lust May Turn Into Love That We Have To Avoid It. And When We Love Our Sin Then We Are Damned Indeed.

She Had Lost All Our Memories For Ever, And It Was As Though By Dying She Had Robbed Me Of Part Of Myself. I Was Losing My Individuality. It Was The First Stage Of My Own Death, The Memories Dropping Off Like Gangrened Limbs.