The simple handsome man will always be outdone by the ingenuity of the ugly. Why did I think beauty charmed me? It didn't. It was the ugly. Life belongs to youth, they say, and youth is beautiful. No. The beautiful---what you thought was beautiful--- if, what you thought was beautiful impressed you at all, did so because they were ugly to themselves. They knew, even then, how it's the ugly fighting to be worthy, sensuous, exciting, with the bitterness of those who know everything isn't right, everything is too sad and slow--- impatient with the tiniest imperfection, they stole, just like stealing time, with everything they had (while you smirked passively) the whole show. They thought they were ugly. And everything was going to get uglier. Didn't you know?
