Striving toward a goal puts a more pleasing construction on our advance toward death.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.

Lovers do all the talking and writing. What are the Beloveds thinking?

Originality finds the unexpected but inevitable next step.

Sleepy-head is no longer aroused by tragic imaginings.

Family romances are the only ones that never turn out happily.

Rage against the world, if you like, but quietly, or the Guardians will awake.