Graham Greene, The End Of The Affair.

I had the security of possessing nothing.
Is it possible to fall in love over a dish of onions ? It seems improbable and yet I could swear it was just then that I fell in love.
" You needn’t be scared. Love doesn’t end. Just because we don’t see each other…" "…People go on loving God, don’t they, all their lives without seeing Him ? ".
I have wondered sometimes whether eternity might not after all exist as the endless prolongation of the moment of death…the moment of absolute trust and absolute pleasure, the moment when it was impossible to quarrel because it was impossible to think.
I’ve caught belief like a disease.