Dutch painting: daily life is enough.
When I get the point, I often don't know what to do with it.
Fail, and your friends feel superior. Succeed, and they feel resentful.
Being cultured is the least expensive form of respectability.
My reluctant charity shames both me and the recipient.
In the great cities, winter glitters with art and feasting. But poetry, the country cousin, sees only the dearth of the fields.