it's not: with something to prove, one
ceases to wonder.
The above is a little ditty I made up as I pulled into town. I was/am tired, so "it's" and "something" aren't going to bother me too much at this hour.
Long day in the big city. Saw a lot of art. I have two reviews to write.
I'll leave you with this:
Nouveau Americana, by Peter Gronquist