The clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up.
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May night continue to fall upon the orchestra

By Andre Breton

Beauty will be convulsive or will not be at all.

By Andre Breton

Qu'est-ce que l'Amour physique ? C'est la moitié du plaisir.

By Andre Breton -1934