1. The Stranger

    -- Tell me, enigmatic man, whom do you love the best?  Your father, or your mother, or your           sister, or your brother?

    -- I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother.

    -- Your friends?

    -- You are using a word whose meaning remains unknown to me to this very day.

    -- Your country?

    -- I do not know under what latitude it lies.

    -- Beauty?

    -- I would love her gladly, goddess and immortal.

    -- Gold?

    -- I hate it as much as you hate God.

    -- Well then!  What do you love, extraordinary stranger?

    -- I love the clouds ... the passing clouds ... over there ... over there ... the marvelous clouds!

    -- Baudelaire