if you must scribble paeans to her body parts, pick lips. Lips are more romantic than noses.” “Why?” asked Cazaril. “Isn’t every part of her an amazement?” “Yes, but we kiss lips. We don’t kiss noses. Normally. Men write poems to the objects of our desire in order to lure them closer.” “How practical. In that case, you’d think men would write more poems to ladies’ private parts.” “The ladies would hit us. Lips are a safe compromise, being as it were a stand-in or stepping-stone to the greater mysteries.”
