We might have called it optimal and coming
off the injured list we might have felt that we were
flying. What if we inhaled tautology and exhaled
contradiction, waited till the master plan was
finalized and then found fault?
There is a time and place for falling safes,
another for pianos. Wake up with a horse's head and
fall asleep with bees. The euphemism's half-life
depends on how accurate its aftereffects are.
