First Sentence

"All these years, along with countless kindred souls, I am certain, I had made my way into the galleries of Lower Madison and Lower Soho and the Art Gildo Midway of Fifty-seventh Street, and into the museums, into the Modern, the Whitney, and the Guggenheim, the Bastard Bauhaus, the New Brutalist, and the Fountainhead Baroque, into the lowliest store-front churches and grandest Robber Baronial temples of Modernism."