“She is standing on my lidsAnd her hair is in my hairShe has the colour of my eyeShe has the body of my handIn my shade she is engulfedAs a stone against the skyShe will never close her eyesAnd she does not let me sleepAnd her dreams in the bright dayMake the suns evaporateAnd me laugh cry and laughSpeak when I have nothing to say”

“The language of my love does not belong to human language, my human body does not touch the flesh of my love.”

“A woman is more beautiful than the world in which I live; and so I close my eyes. ”

“You're lucky your mother died,' she said.I didn't like that. 'I'm lucky my mother died?'Between sobs she said, 'Your mother would have stayed if she could. My mother chose to leave me. She's still out there somewhere. I wish she had died instead.'I sat down next to her and put my arm around her. 'I'll never leave you.'She laid her head on my shoulder. 'I know.”

“Jiminy," says the old woman. The mothballs gleam with excitement and she claps her hands. "A wolf!" "Gram!" Siobhan glares across the room. She turns to me. "You'll have to excuse her. She's real old. Wasn't a lot integrating between the species back in her day."I pad over and put out a paw. "Pleased to meet you, madam."She blushes, the varicose veins in her cheeks swelling with blood. Instead of taking my paw to shake, however, she turns it over as if it's a piece of bruised fruit in a market. "Hmmm..." She pores over my palm, nodding like a fortune-teller. Her spectacles slide comically down the bridge of her nose, and when she looks up at me, her face is full of mock astonishment. "Oh, my! What big teeth you have!" She giggles and kicks her slippered feet."Gram!!The old elf claps her tiny hands. "I always wanted to say that!”

“Your voice, your eyes, your hands, your lipsOur silence, our wordsLight that goes, light that returnsA single smile between usIn quest of knowledge I watched night create dayO beloved of all, beloved of one aloneyour mouth silently promised to be happyAway, away, says hateCloser, closer, says loveA caress leads us from our infancyIncreasingly I see the human form as a lovers’ dialogueThe heart has but one mouthEverything by chanceAll words without thoughtSentiments adriftA glance, a word, because I love youEverything movesWe must advance to live Aim straight ahead toward those you loveI went toward you, endlessly toward the lightIf you smile, it enfolds me all the betterThe rays of your arms pierce the mist.”

“I cannot be knownBetter than you know me”