"XVII I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in..."

"When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew..."

""I want to tell you the ocean knows this: that life in its jewel boxes is endless as the sand, impossible to count, pure, and among the blood-colored grape..."