Even an obvious fabrication is some comfort when you have few others.

It isn't chic for women to be drunk. Men drunks are more excusable, more easily absolved, but why? It must be thought they have better reasons.

Nothing changes instantaneously: in a gradually heating bathtub you'd be boiled to death before you knew it.

The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.

Little girls are cute and small only to adults. To one another they are not cute. They are life-sized.

This is how the girl who couldn't speak and the man who couldn't see fell in love.

There is something reassuring about the toilets. Bodily functions at least remain democratic. Everybody shits.