Love Is Made By Two People, In

The Carnal Contact Side By Side, From Heel To Armpit, Brings Shudders That Shake Up Nature Like The Flights Of Nocturnal Birds.

It Sometimes Happens That Pleasure Blows Anywhere It Damn Well Chooses.

There Are Strange Flowers Of Reason To Match Each Error Of The Senses.

There Are Strange Flowers Of Reason To Match Each Error Of The Senses. Admirable Gardens Of Absurd Beliefs, Forebodings, Obsessions And Frenzies. Unknown, Ever-changing Gods Take Shape There.

Geniuses Are Like Ocean Liners: They Should Never Meet.