"'I have led a toothless life,' he thought. 'A toothless life. I have never bitten into anything. I was waiting. I was reserving myself for later on--and I have just noticed that my teeth have gone. What's to be done?'"
-Jean-Paul Sartre, The Age of Reason (1945)
me when I finally choose a fig from the tree only to find I have no teeth left to eat it with













