Until I am ready to lose weight, I cannot see how fat I am.
I like the old wisdom--puns, riddles, spells, proverbs.
Critics are more committed to the rules of art than artists are.
The shades of respectability begin to close about the greying head.
Death promises nothing--not even oblivion.
One's fetishes are fascinating, but not because of their beauty or significance. The same could be said for one's genitals, or one's children.