Fontaine, ma fontaine, eau froidement présente, Douce aux purs animaux, aux humains complaisante […].
Honneur des Hommes, Saint Langage […].
Baisers, baves d'amour, basses béatitudes, Ô mouvements marins des amants confondus […].
Si l'État est fort, il nous écrase. S'il est faible nous périssons.
Tout homme contient une femme. Mais jamais sultane mieux cachée que celle-ci.
La jeunesse est une manière de se tromper qui se change assez vite en une manière de ne plus même pouvoir se tromper.
L'homme se pare de ses chances.
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