The history of art looked more human than the art history books allowed, and ambition had more pathos in it than they allowed, either. Don’t let me leave here trackless and alone, is all we plead for with fate, and ambition is a reflection of that panic. Ambition became art when we learned to be willing to defer the immediacy of the attention in order to make it count for more later.

-from At The Strangers’ Gate by Adam Gopnick