The young break rules for fun. The old for profit.
In New York, one must collapse to be indolent.
New York is full of abandoned churches. A Godless city, but full of superstitions on every subject--art, money, sex, food, health.
Striving toward a goal puts a more pleasing construction on our advance toward death.
Faith prefers the absurd to the plausible.
Abyss-mongering makes professors and poets feel daring.