There is no neediness in desire ... there is no caretaking in desire. Caretaking is mightily loving, [but] it's a powerful anti-aphrodisiac.

If you start to feel that you have given up too many parts of yourself to be with your partner, then one day you will end up looking for another person in order to reconnect with those lost parts.

Love enjoys knowing everything about you; desire needs mystery.

Trouble looms when monogamy is no longer a free expression of loyalty but a form of enforced compliance.

Mystery is not always about travelling to new places, it is about looking with new eyes.

It’s hard to feel attracted to someone who has abandoned her sense of autonomy.

Love is a vessel that contains both security and adventure, and commitment offers one of the great luxuries of life: time. Marriage is not the end of romance, it is the beginning.

When we seek the gaze of another, it isn't always our partner we're turning away from, but the person we have ourselves become.

Love rests on two pillars: surrender and autonomy. Our need for togetherness exists alongside our need for separateness.

It's our imagination that's responsible for love, not the other person.

The mom doesn't become sexy; the woman does. You have to retrieve the woman from the mother. And she may need to separate to do that: a bath, a walk. She must cordon off an erotic space.

Heya, Arlene. What’s shakin’?” Cotton greeted.“Don’t shift some of this weight, everything, ” Arlene replied.

I am learning how to delegate and how to empower people.

A philosophical thought has probably not attained all its sharpness and all its illumination until it is expressed in French.

A snake came to my water trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pajamas for the heat, To drink there.

When one is writing a novel in the first person, one must be that person.

I’m just waiting for the violent urges to subside.

I need to have the ball at my feet. That's when I know anything is possible.

I always find people who are unique very attractive.

Superstition is part of the poetry of life.

The word impossible is not French.