You don't have to signal a social conscience by looking like a frump. Lace knickers won't hasten the holocaust, you can ban the bomb in a feather boa just as well as without, and a mild interest in the length of hemlines doesn't necessarily disqualify you from reading Das Kapital and agreeing with every word.

Seeing through is rarely seeing into.

My soul has gained the freedom of the night

Endurance is frequently a form of indecision.

Irony is the hygiene of the mind.

Talk about the joys of the unexpected, can they compare with the joys of the expected, of finding everything delightfully and completely what you knew it was going to be?

Reticences are as revealing as avowals.