'I like to look in mirrors, a predilection I suspect I share with many others – all of us too afraid to be caught out in our hidden vanities to admit it. It feels innate, the biology of my eye’s neurons firing in synchrony with my body’s movements, triggering something deep and unavoidably alluring. But as I stop and appraise myself, something else catches. I am pleased: Narcissus, staring into the pool.' (Introduction)