“I was trapped in admiration for what I had once admired, as a fly in amber remains the captive of some long-vanished pine.”
“In the fire of his embrace, all that was her ceased to exist. Only what was God remained. I am. The cloisterbell, the voice of Christ. He spoke again: I am. She tried to obey but was frozen in beauty, like a fly trapped in amber. She could not move. Nothing exists apart from me. Self had been an illusion, a dream. God dreaming.”
“I hated and admired this hunter. I once gave him my heart and soul. Since then, I had given him more and more of myself, but I never forgot his true nature and what he had done to me.”
“I don't admire the person who does what they want to do. I admire the person who does what they're afraid to do.”
“I admire your capacity for admiring.”
“There are some few people I respect and admire, but I don't think much of the species.”