“The Love of a lonely wolf,full of secrets and strange midnights-drawn out of the darknessfrom hills thick with black oaksvalleys riddled with riddles-that love is sharper than a bed of thistles;each kiss pares away flesh. The love of a wolfcan eat you up all the better.”
“Here is the riddle of love: Everything it gives to you, it takes away.”
“Because love is a riddle, as is life itself.”
“There is no greater love than the love the wolf feels for the lamb-it-doesn’t-eat.”
“All is a riddle, and the key to a riddle...is another riddle.”
“Fierce midnights and famishing morrows, And the loves that complete and controlAll the joys of the flesh, all the sorrowsThat wear out the soul.”