What a strange world this is when you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo.
One room is always enough for one person. Two rooms is not enough for two people. That is one of the conundrums in life.
The love we seek overrules human nature. It has a wildness in it and a glory that we want more than life itself. Love never counts the cost, to itself or others, and nothing is as cruel as love. There is no love that does not pierce the hands and feet.
When people looked at him they had the feeling of being shut out. He did not shut them out. He shut himself in.
He's only a dog. Yes but he has found me out.
Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.