" He swept her off the bench. “Bitch! Never!” He held her, found the soft coral mouth and kissed her; bruised her lips with his, waiting for the final blackout. The concussion never came. “Tricked!” he exclaimed. She laughed. He kissed her again and at last forced himself to release her. She gasped for breath, then laughed again, her coral eyes blazing. “It’s over,” she said. “It hasn’t begun yet.” “What d’you mean?” “The war between us.” “Make it a human war,” she said fiercely. “You’re the first not to be deceived by my looks. Oh God! The boredom of the chivalrous knights and their milk-warm passion for the fairy tale princess. But I’m not like that…inside. I’m not. I’m not. Never. Make it a savage war between us. Don’t win me…destroy me! "

― Alfred Bester , The Stars My Destination