My father always taught by telling stories about his experiences. His lessons were about morality and art and what insects and birds and human beings had in common. He told me what it meant to be a man and to be a Black man. He taught me about love and responsibility about beauty and how to make gumbo.
Rich men's houses are seldom beautiful rarely comfortable and never original. It is a constant source of surprise to people of moderate means to observe how little a big fortune contributes to Beauty.