F4U’s [The Violation of Two Vases]

“Now Jove suspends his golden Scales in Air,
Weighs the Mens Wits against the Lady’s Hair;
The doubtful Beam long nods from side to side;
At length the Wits mount up, the Hairs subside.”

Sorauta’s [Mahagal Love!]

“Get up on your feet, tear down the walls
Catch a glimpse of the hollow world
Snooping ’round will get you nowhere
You’re locked up in your mind…
We are all trapped in a maze of relationships that goes on with or without you
I swim in the sea of the unconscious
I’ll search for your heart, pursuing my true self”

Manga Super’s [Infinity Stars]

“If the speed is open, if the color is careless, if the selection of a strong scent is not awkward, if the button holder is held by all the waving color and there is no color, not any color. If there is no dirt in a pin and there can be none scarcely, if there is not then the place is the same as up standing.

This is no dark custom and it even is not acted in any such a way that a restraint is not spread. That is spread, it shuts and it lifts and awkwardly not awkwardly the centre is in standing.”

Yunioshi’s [Succubus Nurse, Virgin Prey]

“Rather than words comes the thought of high windows;
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.”

Harukanata’s [Broad Smile]

“The clothing of the wealthy is soft glass, and of the poor, 25 woven brass; the land is very rich in brass, which they work like wool after steeping it in water. It is with some hesitation that I describe their eyes, the thing being incredible enough to bring doubt upon my veracity. But the fact is that these organs are removable; any one can take out his eyes and do without till he wants them; then he has merely to put them in; I have known many cases of people losing their own and borrowing at need; and some–the rich, naturally–keep a large stock. Their ears are plane-leaves, except with the breed raised from acorns; theirs being of wood.”

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DDT’s [Ouvertüre]

“What you got back home, little sister, to play your fuzzy warbles on? I bet you got little save pitiful, portable picnic players. Come with uncle and hear all proper! Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones. You are invited.”

BODLEY HEAD’s [Millefeuille]

“Indeed, and to be still happier, let her employ the greater and the lesser at once; let the voluptuous jars wherewith she will agitate him who encunts her serve to precipitate the ecstasy of the other who buggers, and, drowned in the fuck of the two, let her loose her own as she dies of pleasure.”

P-FOREST’s [Valkyria "Off" the Battlefield]

“Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin
À la rose s’assemble
Sur la rive en fleurs
Riant au matin
Viens, descendons ensemble.”