"La salive de Gérard avait une fraicheur d'eau, mais son baiser la rendait brûlante. D'une voix tellement basse que je dus le lui faire répéter, il me dit : "tu es beau." Mon regard lui répondit combien je l'admirais : ce furent nos seuls serments d'amour."
Eric Jourdan - 1955
The evil angels
"The saliva of Gerard was as fresh as water, but his kiss made it burning. In a voice so low that I had him repeat, he said: 'You are beautiful'. My eyes told him how much I admired him: these were our own and unique oaths of love."*
