“The gloves of memory make the hands unafraid.”
“My hand inside a glove is like a painting in a frame, and should be insured as such. The things my hand makes have immense value, so how much more valuable is the thing that makes the things?”
“Second-hand gloves will become lovely again, their memories are what give them the need for other hands. And the desolation of lovers is the same: that enormous emptiness carved out of such tiny beings as we are asks to be filled; the need for the new love is faithfulness to the old.”
“A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.”
“Put your iron hand in a velvet glove.”
“By a simple show of hands, who here is wearing gloves?”