Now come, mouths! No, I am not saying goodbye to you, strange and unknown faces of strangers, unknown men who will read me, I welcome you, I welcome you, graceful bundles of body parts, now let it begin - come and join me, start your smooching, give me a new face, so that I will have to run away from you again into other people and run, run, run through all of humanity. For there is no escape from a mouth except into another mouth, and the only way to escape from a man is into the embrace of another. There is no escape from the butt at all. Chase me if you want. I run away with my mouth in my hands.
''[[w:ferdydurke|ferdydurke]]'' (1937)