A Problem That Presents Itself

We Are In A Double Bind. We Are Expected To Feel Inferior Not Only As Women, But Because We Are Old.

Art Is A Framework, A Kind Of Living Trellis, On Which Public Dreaming Can Shape Itself.

Those Who Despair Of Life Are Not Long For It.

If History Is Really Relevant In Today's World, The Proposition Doesn't Command Much Respect. Perhaps The Past Is A Different Country, But If So No One Much Wants To Travel There.

Can One Consider Controversy Without Falling Into It?