In art, a dress is never just a dress; nor in life either.
Inevitably, almost everything we say is either quotation or paraphrase.
Guilt agonizes over trifles, ignores habitual wrongdoing.
Dignity takes alarm at the unexpected sound of laughter.
In the theater of confusion, knowing the location of the exits is what counts.
Saying "I feel guilty" is a mere form of words. Saying "I feel ashamed" is not.