She Was Lost In Her Longing To

It Is Life, More Than Death, That Has No Limits.

The World Is Divided Into Those Who Screw And Those Who Do Not. He Distrusted Those Who Did Not—when They Strayed Form The Straight And Narrow It Was Something So Unusual For Them That They Bragged About Love As If They Had Just Invented It.

She Knew That He Loved Her Above All Else, More Than Anything In The World, But Only For His Own Sake.

Sex Is One's Consolation When Love Is Not Enough

Faulkner Is A Writer Who Has Had Much To Do With My Soul, But Hemingway Is The One Who Had The Most To Do With My Craft - Not Simply For His Books, But For His Astounding Knowledge Of The Aspect Of Craftsmanship In The Science Of Writing.