I dream of vague shapes that hint of my heart's desire.
An event is not over until everyone is tired of talking about it.
The language of pornography is abusive, that of romance adoring. Both are addressed to a fetish.
We are prepared for insults, but compliments leave us baffled.
Children would die of terror if they knew the folly and ignorance of their caretakers.
When my beloved arrives, I yawn. When my beloved departs, I weep.