From E.L. Konigsburg, “The Second Mrs. Gioconda”

“Festival,” he explained to Salai, “is like lightning. It has no history, and it has no future. It lights up everything for a brief second. It passes. It leaves nothing of itself save its effect. The lightning itself is never there to be pawed over by future generations. A pageant, dear Salai, gives an artist a chance to zigzag through time like lightning, like a wild, irresponsible thing.”

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