"This is what happened when the sex was good. That air of possessiveness. I tried to separate the two but sex came with emotions.Not always love, but there was some level of possessiveness, and if the sex was given often enough, entitlement."
"He spoke as he wrote, as I transmitted to him the blatant clouds of unspoken sentences over my head.We spoke of love without ever mentioning the subject."
"Now you, my love, are nothing to me but a ghost among many."
"She remembered something a woman in Paris had told her once. A woman in her forties, much married, elegant, a little world-weary. There is nothing easier in this world, this woman had claimed, than getting a man to kiss you. Oh really? Eva had said, so how do you do that? Just stand close to a man, the woman has said, very close, as close as you can without touching - he will kiss you in one minute or two. It’s inevitable. For them it’s like an instinct - they can’t resist. Infaillible."
