Puts me in mind of the late (and now largely forgotten) novelist Peter De Vries, in his novel The Blood of the Lamb--narrator as a twentysomething speaking to Young Female Prospect: "Sometimes I think this leg is the most beautiful thing in the world, and sometimes the other. I suppose the truth lies somewhere in between."
I thought this terrifically clever when I encountered it at twelve, but when I first felt confident enough to deliver the line to a sweet young thing three years later it fell unaccountably short of the desired effect, greatly to my puzzlement at the time.
cordially,