“Rose, oh pure contradiction, joyof being No-one's sleep under so manylids.”
“One is fruitful only at the cost of being rich in contradictions.”
“The light sleeps under the skin of the rive stone.What brings out the fire in the feldsparthe tiger in the agatethe rose in the quartzis the persistence of desire.The intractable will of light invisible things!”
“The roses under my window make no reference to former roses or better ones; they are what they are; they exist with God today. There is no time to them. There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence.”
“Nothing which implies contradiction falls under the omnipotence of God.”
“I, love, I am the pure acetylene virgin attended by roses.”