The pearl, seafood and design of the duration, have of other value only its beauty and its intrinsic perfection, resulting from its simplicity, its purity and its glare, and that the desire which it inspires... It is this wisdom higher than we prefer with this substance...

But here with the side of this other pearl a gleam which grows, something of merry, sharp and alive, that one calls the East, like a heart which, side of the love, is discovered a species of partiality. As a face which is turned, as a cheek under the glance which colours sensitivity and of decency, a luminous point woke up, a pink reflection with what an unutterable green is not always foreign. A species of virginal conscience, an innocence open to the predilection. A window hatched, a heart which surmounts the veil, the lamp which answers the ray, the merit which accomodates the grace. The purity which marries forgiveness...

And I did not speak about the black pearls, of these drops of liquid night, of a brown heat, with gilded reflections which, they also have the East and which radiate! What makes the glory of the Elected officials at them is the presentiment " I am black, but I am beautiful ". known as the Canticle. It is as a voice which was keep silent, but the glance is there which betrays the song...