It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now read more

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.

I'm not ugly, but my beauty is a total creation.

I'm not ugly, but my beauty is a total creation.

The lion and the calf will lay down together, but the calf won't get much sleep..

The lion and the calf will lay down together, but the calf won't get much sleep..

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets read more

And what's romance? Usually, a nice little tale where you have everything As You Like It, where rain never wets your jacket and gnats never bite your nose and it's always daisy-time.

Accuracy is the twin brother of honesty; inaccuracy, of dishonesty.

Accuracy is the twin brother of honesty; inaccuracy, of dishonesty.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

We would rather have one man or woman working with us than three merely working for us.

We would rather have one man or woman working with us than three merely working for us.