Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the reverse gear?

Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the reverse gear?

Museums are the cemeteries of the arts

Museums are the cemeteries of the arts

It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.

It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.

A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles read more

A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.

We wallow in nostalgia but manage to get it all wrong. True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories. read more

We wallow in nostalgia but manage to get it all wrong. True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories. . .

I went to the museum where they had all the heads and arms from the statues that are in all read more

I went to the museum where they had all the heads and arms from the statues that are in all the other museums.

That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot read more

That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain, the happy highways where I went and cannot come again.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar.

I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.

I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.