The sexual act is in time what the tiger is in space.
The circumstances of my life are paralyzing.
The chaos of the mind cannot constitute a reply to the providence of the universe. All it can be is an awakening in the night, where all that can be heard is anguished poetry let loose.
Eroticism cannot be entirely revealed without poetry.
Indeed, the direction of the future is only there in order to elude us.
Not every woman is a prostitute, but prostitution is the natural apotheosis of the feminine attitude.