The carnal contact side by side, from heel to armpit, brings shudders that shake up nature like the flights of nocturnal birds.

Of all possible sexual perversions, religion is the only one to have ever been scientifically systematized.

Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.

Photography intervenes in a very strange way. It makes the streets, gates, squares of the city into illustrations of a trashy novel, draws off the banal obviousness of this ancient architecture to inject it with the most pristine intensity.

There exists a black kingdom which the eyes of man avoid because its landscape fails signally to flatter them. This darkness, which he imagines he can dispense with in describing the light, is error with its unknown characteristics. Error is certainty's constant companion. Error is the corollary of evidence. And anything said about truth may equally well be said about error: the delusion will be no greater.

And there are loners in rural communities who, at the equinox, are said to don new garments and stroll down to the cities, where great beasts await them, fat and docile.

Your imagination, my dear fellow, is worth more than you imagine.