" She knows that our ears are stopped; but the misery is there inside her, like a stone, and there’s no room for any other thoughts. She isn’t trying to make an appeal to our sympathies — she’s just shifting this big weight inside her from one place to another." Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer, pg. 141.

Main kepala.

Aku perasan.
Ada beberapa orang suka main kepala aku.
Usap tu okaylah aku terima. Tapi kalau simply pegang, tolak tekan kepala tu, aku rasa macam offensive lah weh. Walaupun mulut and muka aku tak tunjuk.

Aku tak nak jatuhkan air muka sesiapa, tapi sungguh main kepala ni tak sopan.

Orang pandang pun berubah air muka.
Aku je yang buat macam takde apa.
Sesungguhnya hati aku tak suka.