Aphorisms know the angles, but not the structure.
Travelling, I worry about luggage, prices, and strange food. At home, I am free to broaden my mind by thinking about the higher things.
Abyss-mongering makes professors and poets feel daring.
Only death rescues us from dying.
Getting ready: the show girl scratches her breast and shakes out her feathers.
The beloved is the ultimate fetish.