“Four months or so of torturing ecstasy in his society - of "pleasure girded about with pain." After that the blackness of unutterable night.”
“Expect to feel pleasure. Knowledge is sexy. Expect to feel pain. Knowledge is torture. ”
“If it takes night to make day, pain to know pleasure, black to make white, then doesn't it stand to reason that the depth of our friendships could be measured by the quality of our enemies?”
“Our souls bonded. His pleasure was my ecstasy. My blood pumped in his heart.”
“He shrugged his shoulders to shift the pain of failure---the pain that is so much greater than the pleasure of success.”
“What in hell are you really made of, Howard? After all, it's only a building. It's not the combination of holy sacrament, Indian torture, and sexual ecstasy that you seem to make of it.""Isn't it?”