Faith of the bore: everything is worth saying.
Think of the many different relations of form and content. E.g., the many pairs of trousers and what's in them.
As the tenor roars his passion, I think sadly of my spreading middle, and his.
Mistakes are the only universal form of originality.
Flattery has to overcome my mistrust, and it does.
As a child I was middle-aged and cautious compared to my impulsive father.