Clergyman's

“Paul, Paul, this is the claim you never made, the fervor you never showed. You were so cool and light, so elusive, and I never felt you encircling me and claiming possession. Rango is saying all the words I wanted to hear you say. You never came close to me, even while taking me. You took me as men take foreign women in distant countries whose language they cannot speak. You took me in silence and strangeness.”
— Anaïs Nin

“His entire body was pleading for reassurance, and if her whole love was not enough what else could she give him to cure his doubt?”
— Anaïs Nin

“But love, the great narcotic, was the hothouse in which all the selves burst into their fullest bloom…”
— Anaïs Nin