“I, to you, am lost in the gorgeous errors of flesh.”

“I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.”

“For I must get back my soul from you; I am killing my flesh without it.”

“Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh has gone through; I dream of what it may go through.”

“I am I am I am.”

“From now on when a boy starts telling me about his lost loves I am going to run in the opposite direction screaming loudly... Somehow I bring out such confidences, and I'm pretty sick of hearing about Bobbe or Dorothy or P.K. or Liota. God damn them all.”

“Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.”