Au temps du carnaval, l'homme se met sur son masque un visage de carton.
Quand le soleil est pâle, il regarde les tombes.
Bâtissez un pont en papier de soie et jetez-y le bien que font les hommes, il tiendra bon.
Dieu punit l'homme de ses fautes en le laissant vivre.
Au temps du carnaval, l'homme se met sur son masque un visage de carton.
L'Homme noir, l'auteur de ce quasi-livre, ne veut pas Écrire ; c'est Écrire qui a voulu et veut l'auteur.
C'est le miroir qui se mire dans la Femme.
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