Eroticism is first and foremost a thirst for otherness. And the supernatural is the supreme otherness. This is perhaps the most noble aim of poetry, to attach ourselves to the world around us, to turn desire into love, to embrace, finally what always evades us, what is beyond, but what is always there – the unspoken, the spirit, the soul.

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My body, plowed by your body, will turn into a field where one is sown and a hundred reaped.

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Love is the revelation of the other person's freedom.

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Every view of the world that becomes extinct, every culture that disappears, diminishes a possibility of life

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The world is born when two people kiss

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Love is born at first sight; the friendship of a frequent and lengthy exchange.

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Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.

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Beyond myself, somewhere, I wait for my arrival.

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Self-discovery is above all the realization that we are alone.

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Beyond happiness or unhappiness, though it is both things, love is intensity; it does not give us eternity but life, that second in which the doors of time and space open just a crack: here is there and now is always.

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