The lightnings trembled And in thy Silence was his Sentence, And in his Soul a vain repentance, And evil dread so ill dissembled, That in his hand the lightnings trembled. Lord Byron, Prometheus idefiancesilence
Avant-Garde and Kitsch An Essay by Clement Greenberg theoria.art-zoo.com Capitalism in decline finds that whatever of quality it is still capable of producing becomes almost invariably a threat to its own existence. qualityeconomicscultureart