" She whispered gutturally into telephones, she checked hidden notes, she made calculations and her whole body was like a bit of reddened coal. At the time June did not expect more than that; Beatriz was clearly passing through and this explosive impermanence was precisely what June wanted at the time. Not love but the fissive encounter, the intense ideas and intense sex and the hypersense that every moment was atomic and defining. Of course one cannot live at that pitch forever, though naturally one wants to. Sydney "

― Dionne Brand , Love Enough