“It was wild. Abandoned. Rough. Wet. Intense. Fiery. Thorough. Exquisite. Heart-pounding. Blood-singing. Soul-rocking. Life-altering.Luscious.”
“Wildly passionate, deliriously orgasmic, exquisitely delicious, savage. Pounding, rapture-enducing, sweaty, nasty, scorchingly ecstatic, heart-stopping, brain meltingly raw screaming sex”
“I'd rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.”
“Blood and brain tissue clung to the wet rock like the refuse of a sad picnic.”
“The most exquisite joy is a sting to the heart, and love -- love is a crisis of the soul.”
“As long as I live, I'll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I'll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I'll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can".”