We Are Torn Between The

If You Treat Life Well, Life Is Usually Good To You. And I Love Life. There's A Long-standing Affair Between Us.

I Was Thinking That I Should Be Content To Kiss Him Until The Break Of Day. Bertrand Ran Out Of Kisses Too Soon; Desire Made Them Superfluous In His Eyes. They Were Only A Stage On The Road To Pleasure, Not Something Inexhaustible And Self-sufficient, As Luc Had Revealed Them To Me.

Houses Are For Private Living, For Friends, And For Dogs.

One Can Never Speak Enough Of The Virtues, The Dangers, The Power Of Shared Laughter.

I've Tried Very Hard And I've Never Found Any Resemblance Between The People I Know And The People In My Novels.