“I disagree.” She squeezed lovingly. “Your dad has always supported you. All of this negativity, this pent-up aggression and self-loathing—”“I hardly loathe myself. Have you seen my ass?”
“My Oberon, what visions have I seen!Methought I was enamored of an ass.”
“I myself have read the writings and teachings of the heretics, polluting my soul for a while with their abominable notions, though deriving this benefit: I was able to refute them for myself and loathe them even more.”
“You are but a hard turd in the ass of my journey.”
“I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all?”