Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.

“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. …”

“Преводачите имат склонността да обогатяват речника: „изпитваше” (вместо „имаше”…”

“She loved to walk down the street with a book under her arm. It differentiated …”

“Il avait encore la peau recouverte d'acné juvénile et, pour que ça ne se voie p…”