At First She Beckoned And Lured One

He Does Not Need Opium. He Has The Gift Of Reverie.

We Efface An Hour By Passionate Love, Without Twists, Without Aftertaste. When It Is Finished, It Is Not Finished, We Lie Still In Each Other's Arms Lulled By Our Love, By Tenderness -- Sensuality In Which The Whole Being Can Participate.

Through Love, Through Friendship, A Heart Lives More Than One Life.

I Have No Brakes On...analysis Is For Those Who Are Paralyzed By Life.

Worlds Self Made Are So Full Of Monsters And Demons.