The nonsense that charms is close to sense.
Infallibility and invincible ignorance are the same thing.
No chaos, no creation. Evidence: the kitchen at mealtime.
My mother wanted to shrink from my clinging, but did not.
Interpreting the dance: young women in white dancing in a ring can only be virgins; old women in black dancing in a ring can only be witches; but middle-aged women in colors, square dancing...?
The same old thing--even if it's champagne--is still the same old thing.