The perfect borscht is what life should be but never is.
Cliché activates the comfortable mental laziness, we sort of revert to the domain of the already-familiar, what we have already imagined so that it doesn't seem that bad.
Lord, why did you leave me in these woods?
There's no connection between consumption of art and moral stamina at all.
I had an epiphany: I was a loser.
I don't like having a teaching job - office hours and conferences and committees and bosses and all that - but I tend to enjoy teaching, and I design the course in such a way that there'll be pleasure in that.