When first I saw thee ‘neath the silver mist,
Ruling thy bark of painted sandal-wood,
Did any know thee? By the golden sails
That clasped the ribbands of that azure sea,
Did any know thee save my heart alone?
O ivory woman with thy bands of gold,
Answer the song my luth and I have brought thee!
“In reality my religion is probably only a form of psychological aberration with a tendency towards mysticism: there is a very particular psychological factor involved — my way of seeing the world, which is perhaps too respectful, too reverential, too childlike: I see everything in the world, objects as well as people and nature with a certain veneration, but this is to do with my character, not with my education and upbringing.”
Pier Paolo Pasolini