"avoiding as much as possible the vague lyricism like paralysis ulterior motives. the only daring is that the reality in an area where we continue too often to not face."
"love is the rest unless the subject of this novel than death."
"IV. A night of love or loneliness fun"
"Two shadow of holes instead of eyes,
Mathilde has spread not far from me
She stops talking.
The sand is soft in my body.
He collapses under my belly and all at once settles, enclosing me in a flexible matrix.
It would take a thought and the draft of a feeling that this pleasure is précisât."