I Pursue Pleasure, But Stingily, Suspiciously.

Affection Reproaches, But Does Not Denounce.

The Puritan Sours His Pleasures By Disguising Them As Duties.

Art Seduces, But Does Not Exploit.

No Matter How Close Thought Sticks To The Actual, It Follows Its Own Rules.

After Ages Of Bombast, The Rhetoric Of Virtue Has Become Ironic And Shy.