Death Was Far More Certain Than God.

I've Caught Belief Like A Disease. I've Fallen Into Belief Like I Fell In Love.

In The Taxi I Let My Hand Lie On Her Leg Like A Promise, But I Had No Intention Of Keeping My Promise.

We Are All Of Us Resigned To Death: It's Life We Aren't Resigned To.

...and Yet Could Swear It Was Just Then That I Fell In Love. It Wasn't, Of Course, Simply The Onions -- It Was The Sudden Sense Of An Individual Woman, Of A Frankness That Was So Often Later To Make Me Happy And Miserable.

She Mixes Religion With Desertion To Make It Sound Noble.