Lovers do all the talking and writing. What are the Beloveds thinking?
Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.
The passions are the same in every conflict, large or small.
No one could be the way I remember my father.
The sheen of ocean gleams on the blue fish-plate.
The irrational may be attractive in the abstract, but not in cab drives, dinner guests, or elderly relatives.