Early every morning an old woman goes to the market to curse a grocery clerk, who curses back.
Imprudence gets us into more trouble than actual misdeeds do.
Smiling half-reluctance seems to promise more than the frankest gesture of desire.
Reason is sight. Instinct is touch. Intuition is smell.
Even boredom has its crises.
Do as you like--if you know what it is.