I wandered all these years among A world of women, seeking you.

I profess not to know how women's hearts are wooed and won. To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration.

"You are a prize," Marlene said. "You really are a prize. Have you spent your whole life learning how to please women?"
"It's my life study," Starhawk said. "Everything else is just a hobby."

I profess not to know how women’s hearts are wooed and won. To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration. Some seem to have but one vulnerable point, or door of access; while others have a thousand avenues, and may be captured in a thousand different ways

That was what a young woman was for. You seduced a young woman in order to be able to finish your talks with her. You could not do that without living with her. You could not live with her without seducing her; but that was the by-product. The point is that you can’t otherwise talk. You can’t finish talks at street corners; in museums; even in drawing-rooms. You mayn’t be in the mood when she is in the mood – for the intimate conversation that means the final communion of your souls. You have to wait together - for a week, for a year, for a lifetime, before the final intimate conversation may be attained … and exhausted …

That in effect was love.

For my own part, without breach of truth or modesty, I may affirm, that my life has been, on the whole, the life of a philosopher: from my birth I was made an intellectual creature: and intellectual in the highest sense my pursuits and pleasures have been, even from my school-boy days. If opium-eating be a sensual pleasure, and if I am bound to confess that I have indulged in it to an excess, not yet recorded of any other man, it is no less true, that I have struggled against this fascinating enthralment with a religious zeal, and have, at length, accomplished what I never yet heard attributed to any other man - have untwisted, almost to its final links, the accursed chain which fettered me. Such a self-conquest may reasonably be set off in counterbalance to any kind of degree of self-indulgence.

I coveted you. I had no right to want you — but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.

For too many centuries women have been being muses to artists. I wanted to be the muse, I wanted to be the wife of the artist, but I was really trying to avoid the final issue — that I had to do the job myself.

I will dream to become a great writer or great poet of the world.

Y como yo quería sufrir por esa mujer, temía que me aceptara demasiado deprisa y que me consediera enseguida un amor que quería ganarme con una larga espera o un gran sacrificio.

will become whatever I believe a person wants me to be in order to be liked.

Such is the universal desire for fame that those who achieve it accidentally or unwillingly will wait in vain for pity.

You have to become famous before you can secure the attention which would give fame.

I have met with women whom I really think would like to be married to a Poem and to be given away by a Novel.