Dano

For the pork butcher’s daughter, beauty is a paradox, at once eternal and transitory, absolute and particular, yet it is always rendered down in the kettle of our emotions.

To forget the world and yourself for a while and, in the form of a pig, to wallow with the swine, is that not perhaps the finest luxury?

Before you laugh again at the fat and dirty pig, consider just how happy you are right now, do you delight in existing? Then look again, do you feel some envy now?