In 1998 Artnet was the site that convinced me that if my writing didn't exist online it didn't exist at all. It showed me criticism's future.
If we are to judge of love by its consequences it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.
A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus...
Women's virtue is frequently nothing but a regard to their own quiet and a...
The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures they are safe...
If you don’t make mistakes, you’re not working on hard enough...
A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.
Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere...
