The first time I saw her
I couldn't be sure
But the sin of impatience
Said, "she's just what you're looking for"
So I walked right up to her
And with the part or me that talks
I introduced myself as Frank
From New York New York
–Paul Simon, "Darling Lorraine"
Don't you care for my love? she said bitterly.
I handed her the mirror, and said:
Please address these questions to the proper person!
Please make all requests to headquarters!
In all matters of emotional importance
please approach the supreme authority direct! -
So I handed her the mirror.
And she would have broken it over my head,
but she caught a sight of her own reflection
and that held her spellbound for two seconds
while I fled.
–D.H. Lawrence