The summer is put away folded up in the drawer with other summers.

“... before parting that night we agreed that the objects of life were to produc…”

“I exist only in the soles of my feet and in the tired muscles of my thighs. We …”

“Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes co…”

“However, the majority of women are neither harlots nor courtesans; nor do they …”