Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
When you listen to the radio you can wonder if anyone else is listening.
You can tell the difference between the ones who believe in the radio and the ones that don't, especially if you've ever believed in the radio. There's a fortuitousness to their songs. Songs for people who have been alone or people who have been together, surprised, stunned, thrilled, delighted, comforted, relieved, that that song, that feeling, that sound, should just come out of nowhere.
Still more snow.
'When one person faces another, his experience is conditioned by his "outsideness." Even in the physical sense, one always sees something in the other that one does not see in oneself. I can see the world behind your back; when I see another person suffering, I, but not he, can "see the clear blue sky against whose background his suffering external image takes on meaning for me"…. And I am aware that each other has the same "surplus" of vision with respect to me. Different forms of aesthetic, ethical, political, or religious activity… make different use of this "surplus."'
The weather doesn't match the sky.