Capitalism survives by forcing the majority, whom it exploits, to define their own interests as narrowly as possible. This was once achieved by extensive deprivation. Today in the developed countries it is being achieved by imposing a false standard of what is and what is not desirable.

Your lips, beloved, are like a honeycomb: honey and milk are under the tongue. And the smell of your clothes is like the smell of my home.

To be naked is to be oneself.

Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at.

For the artist, drawing is discovery. And that is not just a slick phrase; it is quite literally true.

The envied are like bureaucrats; the more impersonal they are, the greater the illusion (for themselves and for others) of their power.

The publicity image steals her love of herself as she is, and offers it back to her for the price of the product.