Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.

There was something factitious and brittle and thereby utterly feminine about her charm which made me want to crush her, even to crunch her. She had a slight cast in one eye which gives her gaze a strange concentrated intensity. Her eyes sparkle, almost as if they were actually emitting sparks. She is electric. And she could run faster in very high-heeled shoes than any girl I ever met.

Falling out of love is very enlightening. For a short while you see the world with new eyes.

The more you wear them, the better they look. When you get a pair that you've worn in, they become totally you, a signature item.

Tell me about the last pair of shoes you bought.

I'm walkin' to New Orleans, I'm going to need two pair of shoes, When I get through walkin' to you, When I get back to New Orleans.