(apologies to Kinder Surprise)
"The Pulitzer Prize in fiction takes dead aim at mediocrity and almost never misses; the prize is simply not given to work of the first rank, rarely even to the second; and if you believed yourself to be a writer of that eminence, you are now assured of being over the hill--not a sturdy mountain flower but a little wilted lily of the valley." William H Gass.
WE came up with that pun on the way to breakfast @ New York Tomato*. And it reminded me of the Gass quote. And the waiter there reminded us of No1 Son's joke last night...
Q: How many hipsters does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: It's a really obscure number - you've probably never heard of it.
* Really nice breakfast place in an obscure part of town - you've probably never heard of it.