„I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved,
somehow – the central heart that deals not
in words, traffics not with dreams and is
untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.
I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at
sunset, years before you were born.
I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about
yourself, authentic and surprising news of
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the
hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you
with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.”
Jorge Luis Borges – Two English Poems (1934)