Exteriors win awards; interiors win hearts.
The theft of depth leaves us bereft.
A patriarchal covering — smothering.
Coatings get chipped; canopies get ripped; pretenses get stripped.
A surface is temporary; a core, it’s massively and eternally ephemeral.
We live and die on surfaces, created by internal forces.
Civilization is the polishing of surfaces, crafted out of wildernesses.
Control — it’s the deft management of slippery surfaces.
A gorgeous exterior, a laborious process.
Beauty, like painting is one of the surface arts; character, like architecture requires some seriously ugly excavations.
Modern Thought Proverbs, Aphorisms and Epigrams 