Self-righteous victims invite extra nails.
I feel that I have something significant to say, but I cannot think what it is.
My thought has been shaped by books; my desires by pictures.
The psychiatrist's office: the only place I can be sure my story will be treated as sad, but interesting.
The noble style immobilizes its subjects.
The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.