An artist is a cut above the critic, for the artist is writing something which will move the critic. The critic is writing something which will move everybody but the artist
Whenevertwo people meet there are really six people present. There is each man as he seeshimself, each man as the other sees him, and each man as he really is.
I have learned through bitter experience the one supremelesson to conserve my anger, and as heat conserved is transmitted intoenergy, even so our anger controlled can be transmitted into a power that canmove the world.
Thisduality has been reflected in classical as well as modern literature asreason versus passion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’mind and the ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of ourlives when our verbal-intellect sugges