“For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down off this feather-bed of civilization, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.”
Robert Louis Stevenson, Travels With a Donkey in the Cevennes (courtesy of Kate’s Book Blog)
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
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