A Visit To Priapus And Other Stories - Plot & Excerpts
I have lived in fact, as most people do, hither and thither almost indifferently, wherever I could be near the one I loved, or where there appeared to be some economic advantage in my living, or where I expected to be able to work well. But what if I had not had these motives? If nothing mattered to me; if I had given my talent up as a bad job, and therefore no longer felt obliged to live in any particular place for a specific purpose; if I had fallen out of love and it was final, and no one, none of my family, none of my customary dear friends, needed me or wanted me anywhere; and if, with nothing but my own inclination to consider, I had my choice of the entire earth—where should I choose to spend the rest of my life? The answer is New York. New York, for its own sake, rather than Rome or London or Paris, although it is a disadvantageous place in many ways. Society in it is almost all alcoholic, and there are not nearly enough servants who take any pride or pleasure in their work. It boasts of its modernity, but it is a vain boast while millions have to go on dwelling in built-over brownstones, heating themselves up something unappetizingly on gas rings stuck in cupboards amid ineradicable cockroaches; and it has other shames and shortcomings.
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