The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.
My first vision of earth was water veiled. I am of the race of men and women who see all things through this curtain of sea and my eyes are the color of water.
The love of only one man or one woman is an enclosure.
Tropical nights are hammocks for lovers.
He understands my pity for his ridiculous, humiliating physical necessity.
Stations and airports are rehearsals for separations by death.