Quotes by Susan Hubbard

What about stakes in the heart? I asked now. He frowned, the center of his mouth pursed while its corners curled downward. Anyone will die from a stake in the heart, he said. And anyone will die if theyre severely burned, including vampires.

She looked at me for a second and said, Oh, never mind. I guess its true what Mom said? That youve led a sheltered life?I said I thought the description fairly apt.

Would you agree, he said, that mans sole duty is to produce as much pleasure as possible?Only if the pleasure produced is equivalent to the diminution of pain. My father crossed his arms. And only if one mans pleasure is as important as any others.

After we became a couple, she composed our time together. She planned days as if they were artistic events. One afternoon we went to Tybee Island for a picnic; we ate blueberries and drank champagne tinted with curacao and listened to Miles Davis, and when I asked the name of her perfume, she said it was LHeure Bleue.She talked about perfect moments. One such moment happened that afternoon; shed been napping; I lay next to her, reading. She said, Ill always remember the sounds of the sea and of pages turning, and the smell of LHeure Bleue. For me they signify love.