The sun is a thief: she lures the sea<br>and robs it. The moon is a thief:<br>he steals his silvery light from the sun.<br>The sea is a thief: it dissolves the moon.

Don't touch me; I'll die if you touch me.

Everything in the world is beautiful$$$ but Man only recognizes beauty if he sees it either seldom or from afar. Listen$$$ today we are gods! Our blue shadows are enormous! We move in a gigantic$$$ joyful world!

Humbert was perfectly capable of intercourse with Eve$$$ but it was Lilith he longed for.

I am thinking of aurochs and angels$$$ the secret of durable pigments$$$ prophetic sonnets$$$ the refuge of art. And this is the only immortality you and I may share$$$ my Lolita.

She was like Marat only with nobody to kill her.

You see$$$ she had absolutely nowhere else to go.

And she was mine$$$ she was mine$$$ the key was in my fist$$$ my fist was in my pocket$$$ she was mine.

Dear Jesus$$$ do something.

We become strongest$$$ I feel$$$ when we have no friends upon whom to lean$$$ or to look for moral guidance.