Prodded by a couple of comments, I took a(nother) look at NancyButtons.com. The last time I looked, I vaguely recall thinking: any pretty buttons from this hippy bird which I could feature on my Culture Blog? Can't see any. And I was away, or distracted, or something, and that was that. The internet is a cruel space to operate in. Fail to make a connection with the net wanderer in three quarters of a second, and he's gone. It isn't right, but it is reality.

Anyway, this time I gave it several more seconds, and the point is that NancyButtons.com is not about buttons. It's about badges. Here in England, which as everyone knows is the centre of the world (look at the maps), buttons keep your coat on. It's only badges that are merely attached to the outside of the coat and have propaganda messages on them. So these are badges.

What I did was I browsed the catalogue and then picked THE ARTS. Then I copied and pasted the entire list of Arts slogans and culled it, leaving my favourites. Which are:

Americans love tragedy as long as it has a happy ending

Being a pain in the ass is a prerogative of the creative mind

The cow ate bluegrass and mooed indigo

Fear no art

Go not to the surrealists for counsel, for they will say both blue and hippopotamus

God created music so people could pray without words

Imagine Escher drawing his own bath

The mome rath isn't born that could outgrabe me

No one ever built a statue to a critic

Opening night – the night before the play is ready to open

Scottish country dancers are reel people

Those who dance are thought mad by those who hear not the music

Welcome to heaven. Here's your harp and your tuning key. Welcome to hell. Here's your harp.

What do you get if you play New Age music backwards? New Age music

Writing about music is like dancing about architecture

Music is my drug of choice

People complain about "soundbites" nowadays. What do they think a book of ancient quotations or aphorisms is full of? This is the jealousy of the waffler, of one who can write entire bad book, but who can't turn a single memorable phrase.