HART
I wrote a song once, years ago, called “The Heart is Quicker Than the Eye.” It’s not a great song, but it’s a good title. And it’s true, I think? The head has nothing to do with the madness of love. It doesn’t matter at all about worthiness, does it?. We invest our hearts in worthless stocks. And we know they’re worthless. But we cling to them like…

