Dedication: "I knew very well that down the right sides of sonnets, with elegant discriminating taste, poets of all times have arranged rhymes that sound like silver, or crystal, or cannonfire. But - with great humility - I made these sonnets out of wood; I gave them the sound of opaque pure substance, and that is how they should reach your ears." (3)

V: "But my heart went on, remembering your mouth - and I went on
and on through the streets like a man wounded,
until I understood, Love: I had found
my place, a land of kisses and volcanoes." (15, lines 11-14)

XI: "I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond." (27, lines 5-8)

XVII: "I love you without knowing how, or when, or from...