Not even self-love can always be counted on for support.
Spirituality now wanders from sex to drugs to art to revolution to violence--whatever seems to promise deliverance from the quotidian.
Irony dissolves sentiment, but occasionally a sentiment is strong enough to dissolve irony.
Inevitably, almost everything we say is either quotation or paraphrase.
The hero used to be the one in white. Now he is harder to spot.
The ninety percent of human experience that does not fit into established narrative patterns falls into oblivion.