It never fails. I start off the day with little on my to-do list and grand expectations of reading for hours. By the end of the evening I realize that I have read little more than fifty pages. Why is that? I don’t remember being overwhelmed with daily tasks? Well, let me tell you how I just spent the last thirty minutes and this will shed some light on the distractions of my life.
The real question is: To whom does the meaning of the art of the past properly belong? To those who can apply it to their own lives, or to a cultural hierarchy of relic specialists? — John Berger, Ways of Seeing, 1977