“The love for material things grows like a fungus in the soul and destroys the loveliness of the human heart utterly.” HumansHeartSoulGrowsMaterialsGreedHuman HeartLovelinessMaterial ThingsFungi Author:Caryll Houselander
“I had never been with a woman for longer than a night, and they had always been whores. And while throughout each of these speedy encounters I tried to maintain a friendliness with the women, I knew in my heart it was false, and afterward always felt remote and caved in. I had in the last year or so given up whores entirely, thinking it best to go without rather than pantomime human closeness.” ThinkingYearsHumansHeartLastsNightGivenFeltMy HeartEncountersLast YearGiven UpProstitutionClosenessFriendlinessPantomime Book:The Sisters Brothers Source: The Sisters Brothers