In mixed company women practise a kind of visual shorthand that they later decode in detail in other women's company.
The ears are the last feature to age.
In the distance, the gestures of animals look human, the gestures of human beings bestial.
The idealist walks on tiptoe, the materialist on his heels.
Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face.
The ring always believes that the finger lives for it.