"The more money an American accumulates, the less interesting he becomes." ā€œI'm not a conspiracy theorist - I'm a conspiracy analyst.ā€ ā€œOne is sorry one could not have taken both branches of the road. But we were not allotted multiple selves.ā€ ā€œThe unfed mind devours itself.ā€ ā€œUntil very recently, the artist was a magician who did his magic in public view but kept himself and his effects a matter of mystery.ā€ ā€œYes. With us the ability to detect mediocrity or anything else is rare. Evaluation descends, through ignorance, to mere opinion, and opinion is a matter of fashion. And fashion is based on middle-class, middlebrow values, despite the mock defiance of an occasional licensed fool, like Vonnegut.ā€ ā€œSelf-education is the point of education. But it is easier if you have escaped the stifling of the academy.ā€ ā€œThe critic must know more than either writer or academic. He must also value experience and have a truth-telling nature. I think I have that. In their youth most people worry whether or not other people will like them. Not me. I had the choice of going under or surviving, and I survived by understanding (after the iron - if not the silver — had entered my soul) that it is I who am keeping score. What matters is what I think, not what others think of me; and I am willing to say what I think. That is the critical temperament.ā€ "You can improve your talent, but your talent is a given, a mysterious constant. You must make it the best of its kind." — Gore Vidal, my toxic opinionated egocentric guiding light in this sick sad world (quotes which are not broadly inspirational but are inspirational to me to be my best most audacious evil hater self)
May 27, 2024

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