Ô, Muse of the Heart’s Passion, let me relive my Love’s memory, to remember her body, so brave and so free, and the sound of my Dreamers singing to me, and the scent of my Dreamers sleeping by me, Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy!

— Roman Payne

One of the reasons God did not make a lover for Himself when He made one for Adam is because He knew that fewer people would take Him seriously once He had an ex.

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel, and we knew nothing of loss. Ours was a world of eternal spring, until the summer came.

— Roman Payne

Ô, Wanderers, WanderessWhen did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?

— Roman Payne

She remembered the story from her childhood, about Adam and Eve in the garden, and the talking snake. Even as a little girl she had said - to the consternation of her family - What kind of idiot was Eve, to believe a snake? But now she understood, for she had heard the voice of the snake and had watched as a wise and powerful man had fallen under its spell. Eat the fruit, and you can have the desires of your heart. It's not evil, it's noble and good. You'll be praised for it. And it's delicious.

— Orson Scott Card

The poet believed that 'Beauty' first entered the world not at its creation, nor with the first garden, the first sunrise, the birth of the first man and woman and their first sexual act. The poet believed that 'Beauty' entered the world the day the first child blushed.

— Roman Payne

The story of Eve and the serpent, and of Noah and his ark, drops to a level with the Arabian Tales, without the merit of being entertaining, and the account of men living to eight and nine hundred years becomes as fabulous as the immortality of the giants of the Mythology.

— Thomas Paine

Well, knowledge is a fine thing, and mother Eve thought so; but she smarted so severely for hers, that most of her daughters have been afraid of it since.

— Abigail Adams

We made love outdoors Without a roof, I like most, Without stove, to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and gushing of dew.

— Roman Payne

When people talk about destiny, they tend to forget that it isn’t deprived of free will, free will to both accept it or destroy it. If you were meant to find love and then hurt the person that loves you back, you’ve just exercised your free will against destiny, and that destiny, that brought that person to you, will now use the exact same force to pull such person away from you. You cannot violate the spiritual laws of the universe. You will always pay a heavy price for being ignorant about this fact. Furthermore, you have the free will to do whatever you wish in the paradise of life, but only as long as you don’t violate the sacred rules, when eating the fruit of selfishness, the tree of good and evil. That need to explore discernment will cost you your happiness, and expel you from the paradise destined to you.

— Robin Sacredfire