My own apathy is bone chilling.

It's an apathy so absolute that it's like a hole you might fall in.

Worse, the deadly accuracy of filial faultfinding is facilitated by access, by trust, by willing disclosure, and so constitutes a double betrayal.

The fact that my clothing has been visually available to other people I do not find upsetting. The body is another matter. It is mine; I have found it useful; but it is an avatar.

...You can only subject people to anguish who have a conscience. You can only punish people who have hopes to frustrate or attachments to sever; who worry what you think of them. You can really only punish people who are already a little bit good.

You can't be stylish and petty at the same time.

But what's so great about being a perfectionist?... You do all this work, and then the stuff you've made just pisses you off.