I am the center of the world, but the control panel seems to be somewhere else.
The man in the street is always a stranger.
Money: power at its most liquid.
New York is full of abandoned churches. A Godless city, but full of superstitions on every subject--art, money, sex, food, health.
Beggars beg to get money, not to reproach the passerby.
Errors are more numerous than truths, but fortunately too divided among themselves to take power.