Seek and Hide: the Lover gazes at the Beloved. The Beloved looks away. The Beloved turns and looks at the Lover. The Lover runs away.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.

Thrift is an attractive idea until you get down to specifics.

The more powerless people are, the longer they are kept waiting.

My self-absorption warms me; yours boils me.

My mother's mild-eyed sadness looks at me from the eyes of those I love.

A quiet fool can go undiscovered for a long time.