“It happens all the time in heaven,And some dayIt will begin to happenAgain on earth -That men and women who are married,And men and men who are Lovers,And women and womenWho give each otherLight,Often will get down on their kneesAnd while so tenderly Holding their lover's hand,With tears in their eyes,Will sincerely speak, saying,'My dear,How can I be more loving to you;How can I be moreKind?”

“As lovers, the difference between men and women is that women can love all day long, but men only at times.”

“All the best women are married, yes, they are - to all the worst men' There was an infinite slow caress in her tone but she went on rapidly 'So I shall never marry you. How should I marry a kind man, a good man? I am a barbarian, and want a barbarian lover, to crush and scarify me, but you are so tender and I am so crude. When your soft eyes look on me they look on a volcano.”

“These are the folk who may pass into the kingdom of heaven: the grief-stricken, lovers, scholars of a certain obsessive disposition. Brute beasts. Women who have become as men and men who have become as women. Writers of books with long titles. Only those knights who have failed to touch the Grail. Industrious women. You, and I, and a boy named Oleg, and a girl with blue hair.”

“Men marry women who see through their bullshit, and women marry men they can't seduce, at least according to Lou. It's the only way you can live with each other over long periods of time and get things done, raising kids and buying houses and all the other nonsense of matrimony and human striving. To Judith, this was a depressing thought. She wanted to marry a man who was so crazy for her he couldn't see straight.”

“I abhor men who cheat on their wives and despise women who sleep with married men.”