“I am the sunrise of sunsets, and I make love like noon at midnight.”
“I make love like an albino sings—softly, and from sunset to sunrise (except in Alaska).”
“I am not adventurous, though I can manage to look at and enjoy sunsets. However, sunrises scare me.”
“I love the sunrise, but not as much as I love you. Will you pass me my midnight-black blindfold?”
“What swells inside me is a love so boundless, I am the sunrise and sunset. I am Liberty Bell in the Cascades. I am Beihai Lake. I am every beautiful, truly beautiful, thing I've ever seen, captured in my personal Geographia, the atlas of myself.”
“Is the sunrise superior just because it goes before the sunset with a day and sunset goes before the sunrise with a night? Could there be day without night and sunrise without sunset, life without death?”