New York is full of abandoned churches. A Godless city, but full of superstitions on every subject--art, money, sex, food, health.
Nostalgia paints a smile on the stony face of the past.
Sometimes the given seems like something taken away.
I am plain-speaking out of both sides of my mouth.
I can neither return your love nor dismiss it.
Perversity depends on reversal and substitution.