One Forgets So Quickly One's Own Youth.

There Is A Point Of No Return, Unremarked At The Time, In Most Lives.

Any Man Who Knocks On The Door Of A Brothel Is Looking For God.

I Thought I Am Kissing Pain And Pain Belongs To You As Happiness Never Does. I Love You In Your Pain. I Could Almost Taste Metal And Salt In The Skin, And I Thought, How Good You Are. You Might Have Killed Us With Happiness, But You Let Us Be With You In Pain.

There Is Always One Moment In Childhood When The Door Opens And Lets The Future In.

I Have Never Understood Why People Who Can Swallow The Enormous Improbability Of A Personal God Boggle At A Personal Devil.