“Oh, pity every man who comes hard to the knowledge that underneath his bright, sure consciousness he is not himself but Everyman.
“Fate, I thought. Who is equal to it? For to be equal to fate is to be equal to the knowledge that everything we have achieved, endured and been proud and ashamed of is nothing.”
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch That Ends the Night
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
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