“XVIILady, i will touch you with my mind.Touch you and touch and touchuntil you giveme suddenly a smile,shyly obscene(lady i willtouch you with my mind.)Touchyou,that is all,lightly and you utterly will becomewith infinite carethe poem which i do not write.”

“This is ridiculous. I wouldn't ask that of you. I would be distraught if you even suggested it. You aren't just my sub, Bianca. This is much more than just a physical relationship. I feel utterly possessive of you. If someone touched you the way I touch you, male or female, I would lose my mind.”

“Stone: Yes, we are everything, every experience we've ever had, and in some of us, a lot of it translates and makes patterns, poems. But, my God, we don't even began to touch upon it. There's an enormous amount, but we can touch such a little.Interviewer: That's true, just a very small portion.Stone: Very small. I think that's one of the things that our minds do; they sort out, somehow, often, and make patterns of significant things to us. And I think our minds do that for us in the dark, and then they offer them back in poems. I think your mind makes up your poem before you get it. You know, you receive the poem from your mind, you know you do. It takes a multitude of experiences, and all this language, and all this sound, and puts it together in these patterns that are significant to you and gives it back to you.”

“Lately I was near the beehives and some of the bees flew onto my face. I wanted to raise my hand, and brush them off. 'No,' said a peasant to me, 'do not be afraid, and do not touch them. They will not sting you at all, if you touch them they will bite you.' I trusted him; not one bit me. Trust me; do not fear these temptations. Do not touch them; they will not hurt you.”

“Heacox had disobeyed the first twolaws of safety and survival: Do not touch unless you have to, and then do not touchuntil you've checked. And maybe here in the Temple of the Dead there was onemore law, even more important: Do not touch until you understand it.”

“You touch my soul, woman. You touch what I am, what I once was, and what I will be.”