You should never fall in love with your own press clippings, because it is very much the nature of the beast that the same journalists who build you up between Monday and Friday tear you down for weekend fun... My family's habit of living in the past seems to me pathological, even dangerous. If all greatness lies in the past, what is the point of the future?
Ch. 17, The Brass Ring, II - The Emperor of Ocean Park (2002)