Sunday, February 7, 2010
I've become a sucker for pro-American sentimentality, especially when espoused by foreign visitors. Quentin Crisp moved to NYC when he was 72. The way he speaks, you'd think he did not find happiness until he finally landed in the States. That's a long time to wait before reaching, what the psychologists might call, self-actualization. But therein lies the great lesson: it's never too late to find happiness.