Woman will always continue to be a cute riddle or a beautiful puzzle, in the meantime man believes that he solves it.

The heart of woman is like a diamond, who need a good skilled hunter.

Woman won't accept to be your second option, either you choose her or you lose her.

You should learn how say things with your eyes that others waste time putting into words.

This is our life; dreams come true, and dreams stumble, while others dreams remain postponed perpetuity.

A naked woman was amazing.

He'd never seen it this way, in full light, without half-off clothes or a beach blanket across the lap or sex in a dark car. This was her whole body naked in light, standing and lying and front and back and open and showing and then different when she walked, surer than he was, unclunky and smooth-moving, with parts that didn't bounce. She knew how to be naked. She looked like she'd been raised naked in this room, a skinny girl when she was a girl, probably, and skinny in a certain way, with a little bulgy belly and ashamed of her feet, but grown out of shyness and wrong proportions now, and being married of course, used to being seen, and she didn't have curves and swerves but was good looking naked and stuck to him when they fucked like a thing fighting for light, a great wet papery moth.