“As the boy looked at it, my thing moved and he whispered "It is splendid! Do let me try its love-making" ...And I was too polite to disobey.”

“Of a slim-waisted deer-swift boy... My tongue remembers and is young.”

“Seeing that a simple pressure of the handCan make the symbol of my senses stand,What if I saw your body, where uniteThe lure of water and the gold of light.”

“Then, as on the night before, we lay down together and I proved how great our friendship had become.”

“Well, very splendid and very frightening. But splendid things are often frightening. Sometimes, it's the fright that makes them splendid at all.”

“Look, you came all the way out here to help me. The least I can do is give you a place to stay. But my dad will be there, so…”“So we have to be quiet,” he whispers, waggling his eyebrows comically.I just smile. I neither confirm nor deny that there will be more sex. But there will be. If he tries very hard at all, there definitely will be.”

“Look, it's a monster. He's walking alone. Look, he's pulling something out of his pocket. He threw it on the ground. Let's go see what it is. It's a black box. You open it... ok... Look, it's sorrow, misery and pain. It's loneliness and longing. Boy, he'll be sorry he lost these.”