When Medusa looks in the mirror, she sees the Lady of Sorrows.
Reading gives you some place to go when you have to stay where you are.
If everything had a label, we would live in a fully delineated but false world.
We take refuge in illness and then are trapped there.
Deconstruction glorifies the critic, humiliates the author, and makes the reader wonder why he bothered.
All history and art are against us, but we still expect happiness in love.