"The dominant religion in this country in this century is not Christianity, but romantic love. We celebrate it with a fervor once reserved for religious devotion: you are my everything, our love is perfect and eternal, etc. We expect romantic love to bring us the sort of trnascendental bliss that other cultures associate only with deap spiritual existence."
"He understood that men were forever strangers to one another, that no one ever comes really to know any one, that imprisoned in the dark womb of our mother, we come to life without having seen her face, that we are given to her arms a stranger, and that, caught in that insoluble prison of being, we escape it never, no matter what arms may clasp us, what mouth may kiss us, what heart may warm us. Never, never, never, never, never."