They never lynch children, babies, no matter what they do they are whitewashed in advance.

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that… Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world. And we laugh, we laugh, with a will, in the beginning. But it's always the same thing. Yes, it's like the funny story we have heard too often, we still find it funny, but we don't laugh any more.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.

I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo.

I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side.

The human eyelid is not teartight (happily for the human eye).

All I want to do is sit on my ass and fart and think of Dante.