F. Scott Fitzgerald thought that prolonging his adolescence would protect his talent.
Proverbial wisdom counsels against risk and change. But sitting ducks fare worst of all.
After ages of bombast, the rhetoric of virtue has become ironic and shy.
Why is it forbidden in New York to acknowledge the charm and beauty of Los Angeles?
I love money, but will money ever love me in return?
We worship the aesthetic, but we do not have faith in it.