I talked to one of the purest literary minds I know tonight, and some turn in our conversation reminded him of his favorite Henry Miller quote:

Art teaches nothing but the significance of life itself.

But, according to the internets, that's not quite the quote.  What Henry Miller actually wrote was this:

Art teaches nothing, except the significance of life.

And that, the real quote, in my opinion, lacks the rhythm of its misremembered cousin.

Not sure what that means.  But I've certainly experienced it before.  And I like it.  I'm glad we do it.  I'm excited for the next time I get to see it in action.