The French Still Offer Sartre And Derrida

I Have Risen To A Body Not Yet Born, Existing Like A Light Around A Body Through Which The Body Moves Like A Sliding Moon.

I Knew This Friendship With Myself Couldn’t Last Forever.

I Am Proud Only Of Those Days That Pass In Undivided Tenderness.

An Elder Is Someone Who Understands That The World Belongs To The Dead.

But Our Gusty Emotions Say To Me That We Have / Tasted Heaven Many Times: These Delicacies / Are Left Over From Some Larger Party.