Anthony McDonald

“Sex was like the wooden horse of Troy, he decided. How uncomplicated a gift it seemed at first, but once you had let it through the gate how many unexpected dangers might be found to have stowed themselves away inside.”

“Oh I don't know,' he said. 'But maybe, maybe love should be a kind of journey”

“Are we all just lightning rods for other people's destinies? Is that what it's all about”