Their cool cheeks and warm lips met in the crisp darkness, and, watching the icy moon over his shoulder, Annie knew that she was his surely and, pulling his face down, kissed him again, trembling with emotion.

I hope I haven't given you the impression that I consider kissing intrinsically irrational.

I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes.

A phrase began to beat in my ears with a sort of heady excitement: "There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.

They were stars on this stage, each playing to an audience of two.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past..

Men don’t often know those times when a girl could be had for nothing.

He was remembering too vividly the youth and freshness of her lips.

I wish I had done everything on earth with you