Sean Gabler

“A woman's hair is her mystery.”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

“on him, under him, with his mouth pressed to hers, he sang to her uncouth songs that moved through her body.”
― Jean Genet, Our Lady of the Flowers

“I could not take lightly the idea that people made love without me.”
― Jean Genet, The Thief's Journal

“She was happy, and perfectly in line with the tradition of those women they used to call "ruined," "fallen," feckless, bitches in heat, ravished dolls, sweet sluts, instant princesses, hot numbers, great lays, succulent morsels, everybody's darlings...”
― Jean Genet, Querelle of Brest