No theory is good unless it permits, not rest, but the greatest work. No theory is good except on condition that one use it to go on beyond. – Andre Gide
The new American finds his challenge and his love in the traffic-choked streets, skies nested in smog, choking with the acids of industry, the screech of rubber and houses leashed in against one another while the town lets wither a time and die. – John Steinbeck
