For women the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.

Awake it was difficult to find anything in that chaotic clutter but asleep she could...when the contours of reality were as faint as a tracery of pale ink.

She entered the place of her dreams along a much traveled path and returned treading very carefully in order not to shatter the tenuous visions against the harsh light of consciousness.