“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.”

“I loved youlike a man loves a woman he never touches, onlywrites to, keeps little photographs of. I would haveloved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling acigarette and listened to you piss in the bathroom,but that didn’t happen. your letters got sadder.your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, alllovers betray.”

“I know a man who photographed the view he saw from the window of the room where he made love and not the face of the woman he loved there.”

“You can’t herd the stars. You can only gaze at them, never touch, like love. Yes, you can ‘be’ in love and ‘fall’ in love, but you can never ‘touch’ love. You can only touch things that represent love, like a lover, or a book, or a lover’s book, or lovers in a book.”

“When you love, love as if the person is a god, not less than that. Never love a woman as a woman and never love a man as a man.”

“Your old tutor did you a great disservice, Mr. Kynaston. He taught you how to speak, and swoon, and toss your head but he never taught you how to suffer like a woman, or love like a woman. He trapped a man in a woman's form and left you there to die! I always hated you as Desdemona. You never fought! You just died, beautifully. No woman would die like that, no matter how much she loved him. A woman would fight!”