'' I wrote about your beauty, described in poetry, not that I was more enlightened than you, when tried to understand the interior life, the way in which the endless moment of a smile could look at night with thoughts of happiness, but you offered me the honor of being affectionate, and see your light interrupting the presence of a photo, putting your heart into it, and your simple secrets and inexplicable. It was like your effort, and your love, if only it were light, and essentially invisible.'' Héber Bensi