“Embraces do not matter; they merely indicate the will to love and may as well be followed by defeat as victory. But disregard means that now there needs to be no straining of the eyes, no stretching forth of the hands, no pressing of the lips, because theirs is such a union that they are no longer aware of the division of their flesh.”
“Defeat itself is defeated by the embrace of defeat, and death is swallowed up in victory. ”
“[Hers] was an existence between heaven and earth... beyond her stretched as far as the eye could see... an immense space of joys and passions...[But] did not love, like flowers, need a special soil, a particular temperature? Sighs by moonlight, long embraces, tears cried into yielding hands...the fevers of the flesh and the langours of tenderness...”
“I carry my awareness of defeat like a banner of victory.”
“No matter how hard the loss, defeat might serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out.”
“Perfect Liberty follows no rules, law, or any virtue for that matter. It disregards respect, courteousness, and love.”