I am alive again, now that I can no longer stand to live.
I had the whole sky in my eyes and it was blue and gold.
I have never been able to renounce the light, the pleasure of being, and the freedom in which I grew up.
Fancy language, like poplin, too often conceals an eczema.
Although it was the middle of winter, I finally realized that, within me, summer was inextinguishable.
He was conscious of the disastrous fact that love and desire must be expressed in the same way.