If you roll a pearl around your mouth it slowly reveals the dreams of oysters, memories of the sea, the taste of orgasm.

The erotic is not about nudity and nudity is rarely erotic. The erotic is subtle, a feeling, a gesture, a mood, a story frozen in the moment that holds you breathless waiting for the next moment. Understand this, and you understand the erotic.

When you fall in love, everything is impregnated with new meaning. It is as if you suddenly have borderline personality disorder.

All girls compare themselves with every other girl. It is our nature; our tragedy, and it all changes when we fall in love.

I understood how strangers met and fell into bed, not how they met and fell in love. I wasn't sure what falling in love meant. The very notion seemed so corny, so arbitrary, so fragile.

He tastes of rice with a touch of saffron. He says I taste of seafood. I guess we'd make a good paella.