“The door handle is the handshake of the building.”

“Ei ole niin väliä, ketä rakastaa, kunhan rakastaa.”

“It's having hope which requires having guts. So wear your heart on your sleeve and if it bleeds, let it, so long as it still beats.”

“I want to let myself go, to glide over the charming greased surface, to be bewitched and intoxicated. And I'm no longer afraid of waking up. Let this world take me, Let this Paris squeeze me to death, so long as it first caresses me and carries me in its arms.”

“The atmosphere's warm and fervid. The scent of it wafts up in dense waves... sweat laced with perfume like smoke from an oven of burning human lusts.”

“But no sooner had morning broken than he took hold of his whip and ceremoniously stepped out to address his slaves. Each blow was liberating, it was like unshaking proof of the great lie of God’s existence.”

“If instead of a handshake you hold out a fist for a fist bump, I’ll wrap my hand around your fist like it was a circular shower handle, and toggle between hot and cold a few times. But I won’t get naked for you.”