On page 15, a list of fairly recent advances in technology is shown. I am genuinely curious as to how the world would be without these inventions or if the time and energy put into creating tools of destruction or self defense was put into energy conversion and conservation. How different would society be if these inventions weren’t created? Would we be a more religious oriented society or would we be further behind in history’s timeline?
In “Twelfth Night”, does Shakespeare prey on the fact that men played women role?. Is the play intended to be more funny when the traditional males-only rule is observed?
What aspects of Shakespeare’s life played a role in his writing? Was there a personal part of him that he put into his characters (i.e. Antonio loving Sebastian)?
About the play specifically, what attributes worked well for each actor, giving their characters a personality that one cannot just interpret from reading the book?
In the beginning of the play, Olivia was mourning intensely and only Cesario could bring her out of her shell, yet when an entirely different person appears, she is fine with it. How can Olivia so easily fall in love with “Cesario’s” twin, Sebastian who she doesn’t know anymore than the rest of her suitors?
Throughout the whole play, Twelfth Night, what’s the most crucial element to make this comedy such amusing?
Why did Shakespeare choose to write about gender-bending in his play? Was he trying to emphasize what the people of his time period deemed as suitable behavior for women? Or was he trying to show that just as men can play the roles of women, women can play the roles of men? (Given that at the time period all the women’s roles were played by men)
It’s interesting how the fool is the lowest character in the play, in terms of social class, yet he speaks very ironically and poetically. Is it possible that the fool serves as an ironic character in the play? That his poems and songs are an analog to life and death or the events going on in the play?
Shock of the New was both interesting and informative. Firstly, I like the way it started out. “The world has changed less since the time of Jesus Christ than it has in the last thirty years.” The chapter clearly states that “only very exceptional sights, like a rocket launch, can give us anything resembling the emotion with which our ancestors in the 1880s contemplated heavy machinery.” The changes during that time, whether it was machinery or the development in art were unheard of before, they were foreign concepts. However, our generation is used to change, so even if something new comes out, it’s not such a big deal for us.
It seems like everything has been done already. Shock of the New mentions numerous inventions that were life-changing and some changes that brought a new meaning to art. So, is there still opportunity for huge change and evolvement or are we so jaded when it comes to new ideas that there can be no such thing anymore as a “shock of the new”?
City life is usually fast-paced so we never get to stop and see what is actually around us. In the High Line we are able to do just that. From there you can see the city and you are surrounded by greenery that you wouldn’t be able to just enjoy on a normal day. You can sit down in one of the many benches and see the city move around you. You can see the traffic moving below and the people constantly passing back and forth, but while all that is happening you can just relax and enjoy your surrounding from the high line. 
The gallery that I found the most interesting was the Martin Honert exhibition at the Matthew Marks gallery. Since this was the first gallery we entered, it was the one that struck me the most because of the use of space. I thought that there would be more inside the gallery, but instead there was only one piece in each room. The rooms were also plain white, which even made it seem sterile and gave a cold feeling in the room. The cold room gave the statues that were there a more detached mood. They all appeared happy because of the smiles but at the same time those smiles seemed fake and as though they were there just for appearances. 
Even though I only walked up to the middle of the High Line, I still sensed its unique peace and inspiration. Started from the entrance at the Tenth Avenue, I was surprised by its distinctive landscape. The High Line, accompanied by lovely bushes and grasses on both side of the walkaway, presented visitors a rare natural view in this modern metropolis. Embraced by charming plants, people had already unloaded all the pressure and burdens from their life. As the breeze assuaged all people’s stress, they concentrated on nothing more important than the view on the streets. When I watched the cars moving under the High Line and the people walking up and down the street, I felt the people in this city were always rushed through daily life, never slowed their quickening-pace to anything. At that moment, however, I felt like the place where I stood was excluded from this bustling city, because the people on the High Line were strolling alone with that pleasant landscape which extended forward. And at the same time, they also photographed all the beauty that attracted them, no matter the trees, the plants or the street view. Instead of being engulfed by huge buildings and mansions as they were in the streets, the people on the High Line had a broader perception, because of High Line high above the ground. When I looked at to the end of the street, which appeared to connect to the sky, the luminous sunlight seemed to drive away all of tiredness and once again lighten the energy in my life.
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